They say that sons bury their fathers in peace
While fathers bury their sons in war
We know this fact to be true
But there is nothing we can do
War is in our nature
We cannot escape this fact
For peace cannot last
And war will not stand fast
We will fight until the world is stained red
We will fight until we are all dead
We must fight to live
And we must live for us to die
The soldier fights on and on
Soon he thinks he'll be gone
Without death there is no life
Without wrong there is no right
There is only one battle nopony can win
It is against the one we call "Him"
You can run all your life
But you can't escape his scythe
Darkness will take you soon and fast
Plunging you into an unknown seam
Do not wake the soldier from his eternal dream
For he has found peace at last
-Grim