Death's Playground

The ground won’t stop trembling

Until the last man has fallen

The boy clenches his gun firmly

Prepared to fire, but not to kill

 

Do as I say, not as I do

Kill or be killed, your only other rule

Leave those wounded ingrates to die

Unless you wish to join them too

 

The field has become a crowded tomb

Haunted by machine gun fire

Get used to it, this is your home now

Say your prayers, but blood will be shed

 

Do as I say, not as I do

Kill or be killed, your only other rule

Greet Death bearing a grin

Fire through his ghost, and lay them to rest

 

Cloaked in ash, far from home

Playing the pawn, to a fat man’s rule

Shaking now, no hope to live

Carrying this burden, of this war torn world

 

You are just flesh and blood

Designed to kill, trained not to feel

This is the way it always has been

You will bear all the consequence

 

I say shoot, you will shoot

I say run, you will run

I say die, you will die

You are just a soldier for me to play

 

At the day’s end, their graves you will dig

Save us the trouble and dig one for yourself

You will surely not last past dawn

I vow death will welcome you soon