• For all the people who still protest, your welcome,
    We protect you and you are protected by the best.
    Your voice is strong and loud, But who will fight for you?
    No one standing in your crowd.

    We are your fathers brothers and son's,
    wearing the boots and carrying the guns.
    We are the ones who leave all we own,
    to make sure your future is carved in stone.

    We are the ones who fight and die.
    We might not be able to save the world, atleast we try.
    We walked the paths to where we are at
    and we want no choice other than that.

    So when you rally you group to complain,
    take a look in the back of your brain.
    In order for that flag you love to fly,
    wars must be fought, and young men must die.

    We came here to fight for the ones we hold dear,
    If thats not respected, we would rather stay here.
    So please stop yelling and put down your signs,
    and pray for those behind enemy lines.

    When the conflict is over and all is well,
    be thankful that we chose to go through hell.