“Cards of Soldiers”
shapes of their faces . Blended with dirt and gloom
As they are all lost in faith of their blind guide
Nothing remains there but memories and doom
Rotten bodies covered the cryful ground
Shadows of soldiers used to live with dreams
Now its all gone with hatred & and nothin was found
Clouds of war obliterated the sun of their wishs
And plowed every sweet thing out their hearts
There planted all venom to poison thier ashes
Young corpses now all left for dogs and rats
Here they are with flags covered their fleshes
Tools they were , buried with their darts
Shape me with all your hatred that i dont need
Fuel me to kill and erase any other breed
Brain wash me to be your dirty weapon
Use me a play card , am just nothing
Wud it matter if they left with shame or glory
Wud it matter if they lived or died ?
Wud it matter if their faces were all gory
Wud it matter if we agreed or denied ?
Nothing left but memories and chary
Nothing left ,not even their pride
Shape me with all your hatred that i dont need
Fuel me to kill and erase any other breed
Brain wash me to be your dirty weapon
Use me a play card , am just nothing
Matt Kurd a friend of mine, vocalist in ESIDIC a local band, the best band in Jordan 
wrote these words, its their new hit, waiting them to record it, I’m sure it will hit the scene 
wish u luck guys
