Blissful cannonades

When the explosions have faded
And the smoke has cleared
The emptiness of barren fields
I did never fear

Solo commando, war machine
My freedom was lost but is returning again

The scrapheaps are rumbling
A volcano in my ears
Loosening wrought memories
I wipe my gas ingested tears

Detonate
Tear apart the land
Liberate
To the last I'll stand

The power, control and ramifications
Under no flag and devout to no nation
No agendas, just ultimate fulfilment
Of my soul that I thought to be ever silent

Actions and reactions it's all the same
My fingers caress my charred arsenal
My soul will burn with bright intensity
As I blow my mind with heavy artillery