Maiden mother mine
Watch as your children march
Wave them off with silk white sheets
And proudly bear your tears
Your flag waves branzenly
As if it was strong and constant
As time
But as you cry your smile reaches your eyes
Your sons march towards honor
And yet their bones are easily seen
Skeleton men always march on
Tell me matron please
Tell me of all the glory and greatness
That they will all recieve
While your tear blurred eyes
Ignore the the cold dark earth
Which has become soaked
Wave your pure white rags
Your sons walk towards death
And you hold your head high
Can you see their terrored eyes
So young so soon
Innocence has not yet stretched
Or become out-grown
Yes, yes, hurry them on
Give them a parade
These heros are not what you make
Are they who they want?
Mother matron you have forgotten your children
What do you see now?
Their lungs are wet and their hearts are tired
Yet the fight the fight
And you watch as they walk
What a war theyve been thrusted into
Tell me sons, do you know the flags colors
What sacrifice has this old sinful land earned from you
Yes, oh yes, heros
Their skin is hung and weak stems of bones
What allegiance have you earned dear mother
And yet you rush them proudly
March, march towards death
Your smile is two times wide
They are horrified
And where are you in the war
They are confused and alone
In this war
Which is not theirs
