The lights dim but the soldier continues on his way
the path filled with blood and decay, provides hope for a better day
But his hope is crushed and chewed up, his faith is tossed and bruised up
He never should have stood up
Now he is a lonely fighter at the empty battle
He is the only survivor except for an injured horse and its saddle
What's worse is that at first he was fighting for a nation
But it betrayed him and never even gave him a stand ovation
Now he walks alone followed just by his reflection
His life is over, there is no room for correction.