every war is different yet every war is the same,
men are pawns who's lives are but just a game,
to seek glory and honor amidst the slaughter,
here the rich profits behind such safe walls,
hearing the of cruel echos of this laughter,
joined by the field of battle to which dreamers now fall,
such is the faith of those who march with pride and shame,
to those who have fallen by such carnage and unjust death,
i raise a toast to you and a voice for the silent may you rest in eternity.