Good Riddance - West End Memorial lyrics

True freedom

They give us

No slaughter

Too sacrilegious

The smoke clears

On bloated bodies

I feel safe now

Do they want me service

We fought there

In the jungles

I saw nothing

I felt no ennemy

We died there

In the foxhole

My companion

Lay bleeding in my arms

So proud

Pride so quick to murder

For prosperity

Hatred

Trained to operate

Manually