We ride through a thick wood, finding enemies our task
Our dog companions racing ahead to lead us on our path
Fires start to burn the forests from our ongoing warcraft
We were trained to fight like machines, ignoring emotion
To somehow run across the streams, lakes and the oceans
Armor glistens in the sun, we draw our blades, as chosen
Given commands, we've a duty, there was no choosing
Never given options or allowed to decide, if now refusing
Allowed our voice, we pay the cost of freedom, proving
We follow the design we've been given, yes, we are ready
