The Casualties of War - Collab Contest
Walk with pride, with your head held high
Conflict and war is not your fault
Face turns away whilst tears you cry.
You can't understand this, who knows why,
When will all these emotions finally halt
Walk with pride, with your head held high
You were called to fight to kill or die
Highly trained killer with senses taut
Face turns away whilst tears you cry
No moral standard on which you can rely
You're own conscience now begins its assault
Walk with pride with your head held high
Time for your memories to heal that’s why
You need a guilt free mind no more bad thoughts
Face turns away whilst tears you cry
A certain sense of pride you cannot deny
Your own existence you begin to exalt
Walk with pride, with your head held high
Face turns away whilst tears you cry.
Penned by Wayland Bunch and Seren Roberts on 5 April 2014
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