As I walk through the valley of blood and sweat,
My rifle is cocked and my mind is set,
Brother to my left and to my right,
If anything happens we are prepared to fight.
It feels like I’ve been here all my life,
Going against those who would do us strife,
My body has changed with my mind,
When you look at me what do you find?
Maybe a gung-ho soldier who can’t let go,
And no matter were, he sees his foe,
Maybe you see a man lonely in desperation,
Who lives in cold desolation.
Well, I plan to fight no matter the cost,
Like all those before me who we have lost,
And if they put my dog tags in your palm,
You know I went to protect you from harm.