Sins of a Soldier
The Sins of a SoldierMy Lord in Heaven, look down on me
and notice a sinner, for thats what I'll be
It's what I've been, my whole life through
I can be forgiven, only through you
The sins of a soldier, can never end
My job is to fight, to kill, to defend
It may be wrong, I cant help but feel pride
for the nation I love, so many have died
and now its my turn, to carry the cross
Allthough my life, may be the cost
I sleep with an M-16 by my bed
and a loaded magazine under my head
Boots on the floor, under my cot
I have to be ready whether I want to or not
I train everyday, in case I must kill
I really dont want to, but know that I will
The sins of a soldier can never end
My job is to fight, to kill, to defend
Written by: JD
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