For those with beating hearts For those with longings to come home We stand up tall for you For those who die with burning hearts For those who fight for others cause We raise our glass to you Another soldier hitting the ground Leaving his family behind Who'll raise his daughter now Who'll raise his son now He promised to come home But he left her all alone Who will hold her during the night Who will hold her when she cries
For those we've lost in battle We ask ourselves; What is this for? And all of us who made it home We're not the same anymore
A moment of truth or dare A matter of life and death The stakes are high and you may die for a cause unknown You should be home The grief of the lost ones is hard to fight Our brothers die around our feet Another bullet penetrades flesh Another father dropping dead Ash from a burning place spreads our across his face Who'll lead her down the aisle When you lay six feet under ground? No chance for one last kiss His flag, his pride did this
For those we've lost in battle We ask ourselves; What is this for? And all of us who made it home We're not the same anymore For all our fallen brothers We ask ourselves; What is this for? And all of those who cry at home They're not the same anymore The men we've lost in arms They don't just die as soldiers But fathers of their sons
The letters of great sadness The letters of dispair They hit like steaming bullets A burden hard to bear