Autumnal skies create a hypnotizing dizziness in my eyes
As the cannons bombard some poor soul in the distance
Flashes of molten steel reflect the death and destruction
Though the chaos doesn’t faze me
Somehow the thought of crimson flowing, is what keeps me running free

I am colorblind to sympathy
For there won’t be such warm hearts to greet me with the next firefight
I am the omniscient god of war
Free to take what is rightfully others
But I am what they call a coward

At home I’m the hero
Coming home with a bouquet of roses, receiving ruby lipstick kisses
The handyman, ready to fix that brick wall or even broken relationships
Here I can’t even fix my helmet on my head
Red forces closing in, I’d rather lie down and die

So they write home, keyboard keys clicking down,
The letter that will change lives
It’s says I fought with honor, I fought with loyalty
If only they knew the truth, they would actually have reason to be proud
Scarlet handed betrayer of the allies, savior of humanity,
Martyr of a lost cause

I return to my home in the skies, among the real heroes