Ritual Steel - Confrontation on the Frontlines

It starts with a trench and they hope that they will survive
Nobody wants to be here but they follow their orders
They think of the danger and what it might do to their futures
Blasts all around and there’s never a moment to waste

Hiding in the dust
Looking to see who’s out there
A tank that has a lot of rust
This game we play is never fair
The air is still and cold
The clouds move across the sky
Confrontation we’re told
We don’t know the reasons why

We make our move now and we run towards the enemy’s line
We hope we can catch them off guard and they won’t fire back
We get close to them and artillery is unleashed
We hit the ground and we dodge the flying shrapnel

The world becomes a blur
Slow motion in effect
We try and take cover
What do they all expect

War is a terminal disease
Why are you my enemy
They tell me do as you please
We make the rules as we go

I though this was all a dream then I realized
The firing began to get louder
Boots shuffling across the rubble

The trenches are starting to fill up with all-of the bodies
Both sides are losing there truly is never a winner
Exchanging gun fire is turning the fields to a death zone
Cameras far off in the distance will glamorize this mess

Where do we go from here
It never made any sense
Should we shed a tear
Confrontation never ends

Echoes in the fields
Soldiers fall to the ground
We’re not here by choice
Such a disturbing sound