R.A.F.T #2

I was once new like this country
Before war blackened the ground
Before hateful ashes scorched the air
And when peace was rarely found

Now my leather is old and worn
Like the ground, we once shed blood upon
Where hate split us in two
Don't let the same thing happen to you

I've seen the battlefield through a muddy lens
I've  experienced the feeling of pure and total dread
Through a puddle of crimson red
I've seen almost everything and wish to never see it again

The smoke of a gunshot fired in rage
We've learned so much from such a terrible age
Don't let death take this country again