A hero vindictive, destroyer of Serbian memorabilia
Clever megalomania, deceiver on a winters roll
Sleeping in the acid rain, living for the free theomania
An endeavor made possible by greed's vicious call
Protecting human rights, practicing such in cloisters
Mothers with crying daughters, fathers with dying sons
Driven from their homeland, forced into hells horror
Displeasure bred from exposure to an opera of guns
Rock and roll soldier, starting with a mighty big bang
Killing all credos of fear, killing whatever got in his way
Rock and roll soldier, a song of loathing he so sang
Thrilling only his own creed, singing and fighting unafraid
Croatia, Slovenia, going wherever he was called to protect
Macedonia and Montenegro, they too were on the go
Stopping at nothing to win their independence made perfect
Like a river wild unbiased, they done it ultimately with Nato
Rock and roll soldier, on a dark night in the battlefields
There hell came to play, ripping guts this way and that
From a town once at peace, they came heavy heeled
Through the everglades of aghast they met in combat
For years they tried living peacefully, arduous but it so was
Rock and roll soldier, if only he had the right words to say
Words of love, words of tranquility and without fancy flaws
Rock and roll soldier, one cold day and he damn well paid
Bosnia fought dearly, Sarajevo went drinking with the devil
Religious indifference sort to quieten the fighting majority
Only it made modernization and urbanization more than evil
A fear of nationalism, agitating each other in the dying cities
Muslim Bosniaks, Catholic Croats, Orthodox Christian Serbs
So hard they found to truly love one another through time
Kosovo thus suffered, sick reasons were given to so disturb
Women and children raped, thick treason was their crime
Ethnic cleansing, genocide of sectors from the main race
Through it all they came, digging away their mighty past
A greater Serbia was the cry some were heard to embrace
Such a tragic cry, bleeding youth singing of songs to last
Through the juncture of hatred they mended their old ways
Came to a place they could start afresh for future blessings
There they played east to west, spreading the love conveyed
Rock and roll soldier, he came, he fell, he rose again undying
Gold trophy winner
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good luck and keep writing!!
