They call me hero
So call me hero
I am no hero


Back to the trenches once again
Fending off the rotting soaking stench

So I can take a man's life
A man just like myself
For god, for country, for kings

But for nothing

Two thousand miles from my home

But many more from my conscious
Because I spilled blood
Waving a white flag

They call me hero
I am no hero


We shutter and cringe
Underground like rats while their war machines bludgeon
The land above they make the sky

Perfect for destruction
While we scour the dirt like vermin


Can we resurface after winter
Like the animal killing for dinner
This is our day

Our day to be lions

Building the courage

Shedding the fear
Oh, what drives men to destroy for others
Its in our nature to brutalize

We are no more than the animals
For god, for country, for kings
But for nothing