Men prepared for battle brought on by greed
Obeying their their leaders, not questioning their authority
Stories of honor, glory untold, wars we’ve waged
What does man learn?

The things we’ve faced in the past are to better our future
We must gain from their loss
Even daily, soul upon soul prepares for battle

Every day brings conflict to refine us, what does it mean?
To better ourselves we must stand the tests of time
Accomplishing the perfecting of our lives
An understanding of what is right

Accepting our allotment in this life
These days are numbered, rooted in turmoil
We must fight the good fight
Man against man is only a symptom man’s violent nature
Hand in hand with hatred we must rise up

Realize the true problem, aware of attack
The trying of our hearts, every day, brings a spiritual battle
Not exceeding anyone’s limitations to purify us
So that we may be prepared for the next
Though we become weary

It has been granted unto us
The ability to remain loyal, unshaken in spirit
For those strengthened in faith all things work
For good hope, for tomorrow, the perfecting of the saints