Anthem for a Doomed Youth

When the call came out I answered strong
For Patria rose I up
I knew not what she would demand
When I partook of this trembling cup

They bestowed on me the tools of war
A machine gun and a helm
In clothen armour they sent me forth
Into the killing realm

When with the foe we fought and killed
We communed there in the mud
Our bodies were the Eucharist
And our baptism our blood

God, please help me
I'm at your mercy
Don't want to be here
Don't want to die here

God, please save me
I'm at your mercy
Don't want to see this
Don't want to be this

Pain
I've been shot, taking me away to a different spot
Cage
I've been caught, watching helplessly as my friends get shot
Dragged
Far away to the darkest parts of society
Tagged
Like a herd of sheep, around here human life is cheap

Over the top we crawl like ants
The foeman takes his aim
Struck down by the power of this world, I will die
In the mud from whence I came

No requiem for these boys who fall
But the gunfire's constant rattle
No prayers are said here for the dead
For these men who die as cattle