Survivors of a nightmare now return to peaceful shores
Picking up the pieces of the lives they had before
Noticing the changes in themselves and in their friends
Growing isolation as each contingency ends
Thank you for your service
For our freedoms that you won
Thank you for your service
I salute you, every one
Silent superstition drifting aimlessly about
Society applauds, then just as quickly shuts them out
The darkness is much kinder, welcoming the broken souls
To stand beneath the shadows, ever bitter in the cold
Thank you for your service
For our freedoms that you won
Thank you for your service
I salute you, every one
Can you be recycled when they've taken every part?
How to feel emotion when they've stripped you of your heart?
What's the point in trying when you're only going to fail?
Scratching at the surface only gets you broken nails
Thank you for your service
For our freedoms that you won
Thank you for your service
I salute you, every one
Psychologically decrepit, emotionally raw
Hard and cold and jagged as the rocks along the shore
Haunted by experience, their terror never far
We label them as heroes now we've torn their worlds apart
Thank you for your service
For our freedoms that you won
Thank you for your service
I salute you, every one
Thank you for your service
I salute you, every one