Thantophobia

Crushed skulls laying over acres of land

Blood spilled covering masses of sand

Soldiers laying dead, have they made thier stand?

Still holding his gun in his cold dead hand

Did they die in vain or did they die like a man?

Smoke still fills the air well after the war

So much death you know that there's more

drivers dead as his tank engine still roars

Even maggots to scared to touch this horror

Ask yourself what is worth dying for!

And the broken bones of mindless drones

Your sent to fight people you don't even know

How'd this war start, your so far from home

Thousands of soldiers yet your still all alone

Your sent to die to protect others lives

But you still need to ask yourself why

Till the dust from chrushed bones hits your eye

All you can do is cry

Death, hate, it's what we're fed

Go out and die, it's why we're bred

Rebell or except your fate

Live free or give into hate

Right before the last soldier fell,

with the rest of his army resting hell

Did he take one last look at the sky?

Did his live flash before, before his eyes?

When everyone's dead, who one the war?

Did they die for a cause, if not than what for?

When everyone's dead, who one the war?

Did they die for a cause, if not than what the fuck for?

Death, hate, it's what we're fed

Go out and die, it's why we're bred

Rebell or except your fate

Live free or give into hate