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Alone in a war I was drafted in

The blood of our casualties stain my skin

No brothers or sisters to fight by my side

My recruitment was futile, no relief, no ally

I dug half the trench and I know that now

But I was willing to fight and honor my vows

My battle cries fill the days and nights

With no reprieve, no end in sight

This combat is now a duel for all to see

As arms like Paul Bunyan's chop down my family tree

No medic, no maps, no orders to follow

Just wounds, regrets, no honor, just sorrow

Maybe the smoke from the cannons blocked my white flag

Because more bullets whizzed by me, they zigged and they zagged

I surrender, I screamed until my lungs burned

Only the sound of your cocking gun is why I turned

I fell to my knees and prayed for us

Hoping for a truce, we could maybe discuss

"It's over now", is all you said

But it wouldn't be only my blood that was shed

I would bleed for our son's by the Unknown Soldier's tomb

For they will always be with me, they're from my womb

To you the war is over and you celebrate your victory

But I have just begun to fight, so be patient, just wait, as I build up my artillery

Because one day you will wish for a swift death, this I truly believe

But you will get what you deserve no less, and no reprieve 

For you enlisted me in this battle, and one day you will finally see

When you drew first blood, you picked the wrong fucking enemy