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(Note: This is for one of my buddies Kristian... he wants to go into war and I wanted to make something that symbolized why that's a bad idea. I know he would be fine, but just the thoughts sucks.)


I am a weary soldier

For it's hard trying to survive

I’ve fought for years

I’ve fought the tears

To make sure I stayed alive

I am a weary soldier

My memories are filthy unclean

There’s sick in my guts

And the brain has cuts

From all the terrible things I’ve seen

I am a weary soldier

And I’ll guess you wonder why?

Do you know what you’ve done?

When you fire a gun

And watch another man die?

I am a weary soldier

With this war screwed up head

I came home to my wife

She'd taken her life

Believing that I was long dead

I am a weary soldier

I’m tired of fighting wars

The people we died for

The sins we lied for

My suffering is now yours

I am a weary solider

I wish that I could give more

But I have forgotten how

And it’s all over now

I have nothing else to live for

I am a weary soldier

I was trained and built to kill

This whole world seems new

I know not what to do

I have lost a human sense of will

I am a weary soldier

And I’m about to breathe my last

I thought my last breath

Would be a gun shot death

Yet nine solitary years have passed

I am a weary soldier

I died for the same old lie

Protect and serve

Report and observe

And be forgotten when the blood runs dry