Faces of War, Day 2

He tries to give a speech That old man, our leader Who is it, he is fooling? This war was over The minute it had started Our fate has already been written But could it be that Tables can turn? I must believe so I began to realize And somehow understand I had started to show the other face That shrinks and hides with terror And allows your inner demons To take complete control Shame on me for letting The devil take power Over my weak soul Freedom but comes Twice in a lifetime Victory and self realization The chains of coward ness Broke from around me My dead brothers now come back to life Could it be that All the blood shed Was not shed in vain The morning comes The blood boils And light reflects from blades We went out there We erased our fear And turned careless It is not the weapons But it is the men Those with more valor will return We marched and marched To the great plain land Today we fight! Live or die Whatever my fate I lived amongst pride!