palms of victory

[fledgist]

we can't require our men to cross the hill
all of our hopes have been sent back to start
these are the victims of our great goodwill

we're most afraid of when we'll get the bill
that won't be a good thing for each old heart
we can't require our men to cross the hill

we've found the enemy's nothing but a shill
the cries for vengeance are a form of art
these are the victims of our great goodwill

the enemies we've conquered are not still
moving against us every blow must smart
we can't require our men to cross the hill

we've fed our followers just muck and swill
the bodies pass by piled up on each cart
these are the victims of our great goodwill

our guides and guardians have no real skill
those who seemed wisest only played a part
we can't require our men to cross the hill
these are the victims of our great goodwill