Infantry

Shuddering from the likeness of our past

As we reach out

To embrace the darkness

We perpetuate

The results of our future

And steadfast we hold our course

Until we are struck down

And reduced to ashes

These shallow minds thirst for depth.

Narrow paths we dare to see impartial

On matters yet to pass

We cling to our grime filled crest

Ignorant of the decisions chosen

Stepped out from shadows

Casting a showing

Over a field of doom

Rewriting the scenes

From our blood filled pages

Where the ink blotch our pages in history