as we match along side by side,
as we tag along this life's trek.
we are armed ready to fight,
we are harmed by many a sight
a we soldier on towards triumph.

as we step out ready to battle,
each day is a new tire ,
we are torn, tired and weak
from unending beatings of each day  of the week
we still push on soldering forward.

in our quest in our war, all torn bruised and boiled
we can't belittle the other, cause our main aim is to survive
no stronger or weaker, today i take a beat tomorrow a breather
this wars will never whether, until in a box we linger
soldering on till it all ends.

some chants others cry,
some clap others stamp
cheers of victory jeers of shame
a beautiful banquet we are  given
soldering on till death makes us stop.