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Disposable Heroes

Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
A servant `til I fall

Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Just do as we say
Finished here, greeting death
He’s yours to take away

Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman
[end chorus]

Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
Bodies fill the fields I see
The slaughter never ends


Why, am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, hell is here

I was born for dying

Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself, moulded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
Left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun


Back to the front.

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  • Is It Poetry (2/3/2014 3:50:00 PM)

    I have been where others can not go,
    I live in vain,
    I live in vain, so you may never know.

    Why time it marches on and you it spares.
    I can remember living every dying day,
    don't hold your breath on me.
    You hear me say.

    I am me
    and I see what you did to all the others.
    On the way to where you can not be.
    Your valleys hold no peaks that I don't know.

    For what is taken, I have given back.
    The remembered still remains.
    Twisted ashen, twisting in the cold dark wind,
    don't look back my memory is the same....iip

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