I'm going to try out a different style, see if I can't push out a couple more bars then usual, tell me how it turns out..
The Soldiers Creed: Story of my life...
I let go of my fears, cause my death is ordered and near
I let go with the tears, as I lead the head of the spear
my future is clear, a dotted line brought the end of my existance
the wounds sutured with beer, realizing it's past time for resistance
I see my fate in the distance, As it steady beckons me onward
I'm upon it in an instant, no more futile attempts to act calmer
We've dealt with the bomber, but his lackey's remain ever so faithfull
They constantly grow stronger, attacks increasingly clever and fatal
I struggle to stay stable, still stuck in this horridly hazardous habitat
I've got stories to fit fables, of how I'm morbidly glad as I'm attacking back
I peer mournfully into a stack of sacks, and fill with thirst for revenge
I scournfully blast my gat, and will myself to fight and kill first to avenge...
The death of brothers, men I have served with for so long
No breath under those covers, my only peace is this psalm
Enemy tags in my palm, tightly clutched and never will they be released
I'm catatonicly calm, touched for the fact that I'm why they're deceased
This is what it takes for peace!? I silently think to myself, no.
This is how it has to be!? And I secretly and solemnly think so.