Wings of darkness,
Wings of light ,
Both are the same when cursed by fright,

Though darkness spreads,
And light faids,
This angel of darkness,
Feels no pain.

When the day is done for the infantry,
they bow their heads and take a knee,
they clasp their hands and start to pray,
that they may live another day,
should a challenge for them ever arise,
they would proudly meet it with open eyes,
soldiers fight with the honor and pride,
moving any and all fear to the side,
a soldier's family and freedom is his core,
for wanting to ever fight a war.