The soldier without a country

 Feel the wind blow

 Hear the reaper's crow

 Faith is a lie

 For honor I die!

 

 I'm not a hero, but I'm no villain

 I may not live, but I won't die in vain

 I'm a swellsword, i'm a soldier without a country

 But the innocent is worth fighting for to me

 

 Dust flying as I line up with my brotheren

 Killing may be a sin

 But standing aside is worse

 I bring fame, and glory, but it feels like a curse

 

 It's a nightmare, it's a dream

 It's a common theme

 A hero doesn't feel deserving of glory

 And it's a cliche I can see

 

Reviews

[Trigorin]

Not bad. Very martial and thematic and all that. Check your spelling and grammar, though, there's a few errors here and there. The last stanza could be reworked - feels too introspective and 'meta' for the bits leading up to it.

[David the writer]

Okay, thanx! ^_^ Not close to my best though, as you could guess, I'm too rusty