All the little soldiers

All the little soldiers
Fighting for our right
They must never know
Wherefore they really fight

All the little soldiers
Killing for our might
They follow our orders
Fulfilling their plight

All the little soldiers
Dying in our fight
They are not a problem
Trust us, it's alright

But the worn out soldiers
Coming back alive
Don't say what they ought to
Spoil what we contrive

They have seen the war
But only with their eyes
We have seen its purpose
Hidden beneath lies

When we go to war
You all fight by our side
Yet we fight alone
For reasons we must hide

Why we go to war
You would not understand
As long as we can lie
You follow our command

Be afraid of evil
Battle needs our youth
We are here to save you
We fear nought but truth