Remember

how many times we fight you as many times as you like too rise, take it like a man under the face of fire gunshots i like to run to - troops I love to run through crazy as they come son i love the adrenaline rush when i brush with death I'd love just to touch her Every since I seen her face its been downhill struggles never sound good But there's some things in this life we must fight for friends frozen in time only remembered amongst the dying Remember what they died for remember, remember, why they died remember, remember, why they died freedom isn't that what we fought for it's delightful, insightful, may i remind you In my hand is a sword How many Soldiers can we count for As many as you can count son