"The Great War"

[ateolf]

You are my true love
And I know you don't even exist
I made you up in my mind
So I know you don't even exist
Reality can never match our ideals
Searching for you is like leaving the trench
It's not even worth trying
Searching for you is like leaving the trench

Now I'm caught up in razor wire
You touch my body, fill it with holes and lead
I don't even know why I bothered
Bury me in the ditch with all the rest
"Love" is just like "courage" or "honor"
It's an empty word, it doesn't even exist
We made it up to justify the slaughter
Searching for love is like leaving the trench

[i wrote this to go w/ the new song i play guitar on...may it rock future generations...or something...]