No Survivors

No survivors in this game of hate, we all get changed in a certain way
Our ideals changed by mortar, there isn’t a person who doesn’t pay
No survivors, burst the bubble
No survivors, too much trouble
No survivors, your just a pawn
No survivors, don’t conform
Boys mature to men in weeks, while rivals stay on the boil
The time is right, the 'real' cowards, we all suffer at this toil
So patriots who wear your flag, can enlist and die together
I’ll stay at home, protect MY world, do two years and wear a white feather
The fields in France are full of heroes, now only poppies remain
Their colour red, their number many, and still not achieved their aim