To the Soldier

Encompassed by depression,
You're facing regression,
A pattern emerges,
Primal urges,

General, you have another stripe.

Dawn your weapons and grab your gear.
Chaos ensues and it's coming here.
Prepare yourself for the trials of War,
Remember what you're fighting for.

Or you will stand for nothing.

A weapon beared, you stand your ground,
but every day brings another round,
Brace yourself, another slice,
You bear the mark, you pay the price.

And the price is higher than you imagined.