Lies
We are the soldiers off to war,
promising to return home, that...we swore
But deep inside we know
that this quarrel with the foe
will end us.  So we know.

We, who were recruited,
suited, then armed

fighting someone else's battle
yet no one was alarmed

Look at the struggle and hardship we face day to day
Leaving us hopeless, isolated, only able to pray

The Gas creeps like a snake down our lungs
Twisting our tongues as we gasp for air

But none of our superiors care
as they sit in their comfy chairs
not thinking of how our families cry
when they send us off to die.
One must say that injustice is being done
and it must be asked if this is even a war that can be won?

If you look into a soldier's fear-filled eyes,
you can tell that we were told many lies.

War is not glorious!
War is not great!
It does nothing but encourage hate!