Call for war

Kingdom hungry for legacy

Ill advised illusions of greatness

Lies spread like plague

Youth will pay

No hope in our lives, no gods on our side

Chosen to hold the line

Choosing soldiers

Like lambs to the slaughter

Turning pastures of gold

To blood and piss

Thousand men in the trenches

Drafted, untrained and helpless

High and low-class now lined up

To work as one

Young men, futures awaiting

Facing death almost daily

Memories of home

Fill their minds

No hope in our lives, no gods on our side

Chosen to hold the line

Butchered flesh, cast aside

Fields of war, fear in mind

Darkness consumes us all

Bloodstained earth

Eternal destruction-

Graveyards filled with

Rotten memories

Nothing left to bury

Things are still the same

The fires of war keep burning

I hear the call

To action

The war machine keeps turning