In battle and constant pain
we learn the meaning of discrase
who knows who's coming home
and who will raise the kids alone
dont shine the glory of battle
on the soilders on a horses sattle
if it is not blood you thirst
then you shall die first
sickened by the words war is fun
it is no mystery how the south has won
it is not honorable to die in the feilds you roam
when their wives explain to the kids daddy isnt coming home
i'm not on the other end of the sword's slice
nor will i continue this sacrifice
nobody knows what they are dieing for
there is no real victory in war
peace liberty prospairty all at steak
fight for the country you want to make
lay down your weapons and throw down your guns
because california has already won