Rites of War - Artillery

When you leave this world

The chains undone and death unfurls

What were the choices you had?

The paths you took — good or bad

Reflections of you — You’re fighting a shadow

A chip on your shoulder

Nail in your heart got you colder

Your hands made for caress

Fists of anger fear and distress

Rites of war — conflict deep inside

Rites of war — traveled, short or far

Rites of war — fighting, run or hide

Rites of war — running, from afar

Your steps filled with regret

Who you were and who you met

Did love rule your world?

Walk all alone, solidarity unfurled