Dog Tags
The skies of grey are an overwhelming flurry
Rustic bandages hold together the clouds
Nuclear-felt wraps around him like a cobra
Wounds fresh from the crash, heart on a tightrope
This is his duty to those he has known
His actions will not bring effects for millennia
Crawling amongst a town that is simply remnants
Fingers tremble as they brush a stone, longing a bandage
For he can’t go on
All soldiers bleed
All soldiers bleed
Images on the projector of black and white
The green light in his eyes radiates across the waters
Old factory, a princess’ smile, the passing of automobiles
It’s a trip on a train as the scenery breaks barriers
Fulfillment f the academy’s duties when the call came
He’s never doing well for his days on infinity
Resting his head on the city’s smoking history
He could paint his name on the dirt beneath him
But the days to fall out would force it away
Stain it now
With every color
The boy with the name of strength pierces his vision
‘Aiden’, I leave you, there’s no place for men against their words’
The promise smokes in a velvet chair, coughing up tar
‘Break your finger, father, it’s time for a home on the border’
Leave behind the signature on tags
Leave your sign
All soldiers bleed
All soldiers bleed
All soldiers bleed
All soldiers bleed
A wish to sing the lullaby one last time
To guide them in society’s uprising
For the story to breathe on more pages
For the symphony to play one final chord
A ban on my life for acts of pride, those damned acts
Put out a cigarette on his window and a hand a lighter to his sonVengeance sharpened at the nails but not at his head
The world fades and valor is his guilty pleasure
All soldiers bleed
All soldiers bleed
All soldiers bleed
All soldiers bleed
All soldiers bleed
All soldiers bleed
All soldiers bleed
All soldiers bleed
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
My WIP story tentatively titled “Dragmaster” is a story of tragedy, love, life, and death. And this song stems from those exact ideas.