This song is called Disposable Heroes by Metallica. These are snapshots from random times, they do not go in order. Enjoy!
Huge thanks to my first reviewer Ryanfan14. You're awesome.

Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be, a servant 'til I fall

Victor brought his hand down in a broad arch. His claws caught and ripped out the soldier's throat. The scent of rust and salty iron filled his nose as the splatter of arterial blood hit his face. He took a moment to lick it from his mouth before moving on to the next scared twenty-one year old boy. He didn't show anyone this side. The side that reveled in the killing, the blood. But he was getting closer every day.

Soldier boy, made of clay,

Now, an empty shell
Twenty one, only son

But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care,

Do just as we say
Finished here, greeting death,

He's yours to take away

He was every general's favorite soldier. He had been told that more times than her could remember. He was a tool, a weapon. He knew that, accepted it, and didn't care.

No one thought her was capable of feeling emotions anymore, not even Jimmy. They all thought he was an empty shell.

Back to the front,

You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front,

You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front,

You coward

You servant

You blind man

He was beaten down every day. They try to control him. He as beaten emotionally, physically, and mentally. it was like his father as alive. Beating him, pulling out his claws and teeth. His resentment burned more every day.

Barking of machine gun fire, does nothing to me now
Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
Bodies fill the fields I see, the slaughter never ends

The years started blurring together after Jimmy left. all her heard anymore was the bark of the machine guns. All he smelled was death and blood. All he felt was the tear of his claws through soft flesh. All he saw was red: fields soaked in the blood of kids, blood dried and caked on his skin, the red of his rage. It never ended.

Soldier boy, made of clay,

Now, an empty shell
Twenty one, only son

But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care,

Do just as we say
Finished here, greeting death,

He's yours to take away

Back to the front,

You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front,

You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front

You coward

You servant

You blind man

Why, am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, hell is here

I will never die. This is what he thought as he watched the girl he had just rapped, died under him. Peace filled her eyes. He knew he would never experience that peace.

I was born for dying

Sometimes he felt that this is what he was born for. That he was born to kill.

Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
Left to die with only friend, alone I clench my gun

He was the last one left on the battlefield. He gripped his gun in one hand. Jimmy hand gone off somewhere again. He debated whether or not to go after his little brother. He decided not to. If the runt had gotten himself in trouble, he could handle himself. He wasn't his brother's keeper.

Soldier boy, made of clay,

Now, an empty shell
Twenty one, only son

But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care,

Do just as we say
Finished here, greeting death,

He's yours to take away

Back to the front,

You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front,

You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front,

You coward

You servant

You blind man

"Back to the front, soldier." The general barked at him.

"No," he growled, a clear warning.

"What did you say?"

"I said no..." his hand was on the officer's throat, "Sir," the general's neck cracked.

Back to the front
Back to the front
Back to the front
Back to the front
Back to the front

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