soldiers in a row
marching like they know
arms are out of thunder
legs are blown asunder
going home
from gettysberg to kosovo
it's the trojans and the nazis
fighting for what they know to be true
and they know it for you
a christian and a jew
a muslim and a hindu
a pile of dead superiority
they were compelled by god
to prove the truth of their faith
in a human way
it's the human way
in a dimly lit bar
the bullets flying far
and the cannons roar
a kamikaze drinks his namesake
and from out of the fog
he sees a ship
and dives ever down into his next drink
his next drink
soldiers in a row
marching like they know
taking the pieces that are left
and some that they found
