Lyrics

Yo—
Check the ground, feel the shake, it’s a warzone breathin’
We march in time while our hearts stop beatin’
Steel in our fists, got ghosts in our head
A name on your chest, but inside—you’re dead

Orders drop like bombs—no room for doubt
Speak too loud and they’ll shut you out
It’s suit up, shut up, line in formation
One wrong move, end of the mission
They train the bark out the dog, tears out the kid
Rewrite your soul for the things you did
Now silence is louder than the guns we load—
Welcome to the march
This is soldier code

Boots on gravel, hearts gone still
Drills at dawn and fear to kill
Voices vanish, lines grow tight
Names replaced with black-and-white
Stand in rank—don’t meet their eyes
Truth is buried under lies
March in time, ignore the pain
Every step is not your name

I shout out orders—cold and clear
The silence is loud enough to hear
What you want is not the law
What we follow will save us all

Rain soaked deep into our skin
It’s time for war—it begins within
My hands were once warm, but now they grip steel
My heart is taught to never feel

I don’t know why I sit and stay
But the look they give says “don’t disobey”
I used to chase the wind, guard a door
But now the wind smells like death and war

I shouted orders—cold and clear
We need to swallow doubt and kill our fear
Leave your questions at the door
Disobedience begins a war

I used to dream beneath the stars
Now all I do is sleep behind bars
Night patrols and sleepless drills
We trade our hope to sharpen skills

Ranger growls, but doesn’t bark
He senses danger in the dark
They say he was born to guard, not run
Now he just waits—like we’ve become

Orders shouted—cold and clear
We line our soul and keep it near
What you lose is what you give
It’s what we follow—helps us live

I once had a voice
Now it breaks and it will fall
One wrong step—
Could kill us all
We’re not a hero, not a friend
It’s just a mission to the end

But I remember who I was in the past
Before the march, before the cause
Before the leash, before the flames
I ran free… as I became

Orders—shouted cold and clear
It’s time to wear the mask and hold the gun
We are bound by what we’re 'bout to see
We have our orders
War has made us into machines

Left. Right. Left. Right.
One more day, one more fight
Obedience—the only shield
We don’t choose the battlefield