you come back waves kiss the shore, I feel your pull but I can't go to war how can I betray myself once more?
always trying to escape a non-existing loop straining at the threads of fate and crushing troops
I've walked through hell and now the ground lies cold I won't surrender and be killed by your oath my soldiers were torn but your artillery can't threat me no more
stared down my warriors' skulls now my armor shields my scars
by my inner battles in shellshock still, a heart that once stood behind steel bars upon the enemy will stand free
layering in both personal and external conflicts, making it a journey of survival, not just in physical space, but emotionally and mentally too