And the valiant soldiers charge
One by one they fall to the ground.
Craters printed on the white sands of Normandy,
The soldier cries �Freedom is not free.�
A new generation is born
But the struggle is the same,
War is among us, but who do we blame?
And who will be the one to claim victory?
While the soldier cries �Freedom is not free.�
Halfway across the world, brave souls are sent,
To fight another man�s war, But what is the intent?
As more men fall to the ground suddenly;
We hear the another soldier�s cry
Of �Freedom is not free.�
Is this the end of the madness?
How many more must go
Before we all realize, that we must live with our foe.
We fight over the one world for you and me,
As the soldier cries, �Freedom is not free.�
Sides divided by the difference in thought
As the world grows more evil,
How many more wars must be fought?
Before all mankind can agree
With the soldier�s cries, that �Freedom is not free.�
As the towers crumble and fall to rubble,
We are attacked for what we believe
More soldiers are sent away, together we grieve,
Our nation united as one says, as a whole country,
That �Our freedom is not free.�
Many soldiers have paid the price,
Chosen to die for their country,
Because of there great sacrifice
We are able to call ourselves free,
To them I say, �Thank You,� for what you have given me.