A Soldier's Face
The soldier is a shell
A shell of metal medals
The soldier is the messenger
Of a country's deadly message
The soldier is a trained killer
The soldier's eye is trained
On an enemy pre-defined
Our blackest fears framed
The soldier carries out
The orders of a few
The soldier's hands are tied
By a flag's blood white and blue
The soldier's flesh and blood
Is spent on the battlefield
War's currency
The years of our youth we steal
A soldier has a face
A soldier's heart is not unknown
It's their heart we all must face
Can we bear to face our own?
Music and Words - Christophe Elie