Ied

From peasant in empire to grunt in battle
 Soon I will die, soon I will die
 A radio premonition tells of enemy tainted roads ahead
 But never will I die so the king could lie
 Spin the lie
 Lie
 Spin the lie
 I heard it call my name
 Death whispered these words to me
 "Soon you will die, soon you will die"
 I forge ahead inside this steel fortress to be my grave
 But never will I die so the king could Spin
 Spin the lie
 That sends me to my fate
 And grunts the martyr afterlife
 Spin the lie
 That sends me to my grave
 Enter the mind of chaos
 Where fear is set aside
 Where blood of war becomes the only color I see
 Where life stolen is life set free
 Now enter domain of dismay
 Where the mind races for reason
 Why must it end this way?
 To die for something I don't believe in
 Why are you praying?
 God can't help us now
 All is silent but the scream of my broken ears
 God won't help me now
 Help me now.