For those with beating hearts
For those with longings to come home
We stand up tall for you
For those who die with burning hearts
For those who fight for others cause
We raise our glass to you
Another soldier hitting the ground
Leaving his family behind
Who'll raise his daughter now
Who'll raise his son now
He promised to come home
But he left her all alone
Who will hold her during the night
Who will hold her when she cries
For those we've lost in battle
We ask ourselves; What is this for?
And all of us who made it home
We're not the same anymore
A moment of truth or dare
A matter of life and death
The stakes are high and you may die for a cause unknown
You should be home
The grief of the lost ones is hard to fight
Our brothers die around our feet
Another bullet penetrades flesh
Another father dropping dead
Ash from a burning place spreads our across his face
Who'll lead her down the aisle
When you lay six feet under ground?
No chance for one last kiss
His flag, his pride did this
For those we've lost in battle
We ask ourselves; What is this for?
And all of us who made it home
We're not the same anymore
For all our fallen brothers
We ask ourselves; What is this for?
And all of those who cry at home
They're not the same anymore
The men we've lost in arms
They don't just die as soldiers
But fathers of their sons
The letters of great sadness
The letters of dispair
They hit like steaming bullets
A burden hard to bear