No matter how many times you look in the mirror
And you can't recognize who's staring back
No matter if you had to walk the path of the warrior
And feel like your parents gave you birth as a trap
YOU STILL KEEP ON MOVING AND SHAKING YOUR BOUND SOUL LOOSE
CAUSE WAR IS THE HARDEST ART ANY HEART COULD CHOOSE
And yeah sometimes the choice is robbed from our will
But at the end of the day it's still kill or be killed
So Soldier- STAND UP STRAIGHT LOOK YOURSELF IN THE EYE-
AND DON'T SHED A TEAR, MARY MAG, God knows they had to die.
And you can't recognize who's staring back
No matter if you had to walk the path of the warrior
And feel like your parents gave you birth as a trap
YOU STILL KEEP ON MOVING AND SHAKING YOUR BOUND SOUL LOOSE
CAUSE WAR IS THE HARDEST ART ANY HEART COULD CHOOSE
And yeah sometimes the choice is robbed from our will
But at the end of the day it's still kill or be killed
So Soldier- STAND UP STRAIGHT LOOK YOURSELF IN THE EYE-
AND DON'T SHED A TEAR, MARY MAG, God knows they had to die.