I don't name crap

Bang Bang goes the gun,
bang bang everyone runs!
a soldier walks through a field.
a soldier made too many a kill,
will he ever find. release
from his new infinite sleep.

Nothing in the world can change him,
his world looks just so dim,
fighting for life there is no point.
for no preacher will anoint.
a world. filled to the brim
with all our lies and all our sin.

Bang goes the gun,
clank goes the fun,
could this sickness have been prevented
maybe if war had not been invented.
does anyone care about this rot
in the end i think not.