Trepidation explodes into volcanic fear
Takes off like wild fire burnt alive
Rolls molten lava down the mountain
Butters the melted soul to silence
Over run by soldiers out of control
The covered dead fill in the valley
Infantries spread to an infinity of hills
A vacated image of a soldier in a mirror
Once a spy or simply a humble man
An ego reflected in repose in melancholy
The war grows with the dead
Executed by the military code
Antagonisms exaggerated calm
Line up the men one by one
Place a cannon ball square right there ready
Aim steady through the eyes between the ears
Give a cigarette if they desire
Fire!