Can someone tell me what the FUCK this lullaby is about and why the hell we sing it to our kids? Has anyone ever paid attention to the words?

"The point is not to die for your country, but to make the other bastard die for his."

...and...

"God have mercy on our enemies, because I won't."

...when a troops sets foot on the battlefield, all this political shit and freedom of speech, etc., at home goes out the window. They are there for you...for us...they do not question their orders, they carry our colors. They have to have this attitude if they are to win the honor of coming back home again...they have to be indestructible masters of war...but they don't need your opinion on the war when they get here...they need your thanks...they need a salute...they deserve it ALL as much as they need it...I don't care what any of you say otherwise. If you don't support the war...support the warrior

Read me tonight
When the warnings said leave a shudder upon you
Running from all that you've feared in your life
Soul of the night
When the sun misled paint a horror upon you
Marking the moment to straying in my my...
Ghost of a life!
And I can't get 'round the way you left me
Out in the open...to leave me to die
So how can I
Forget the way you led me through the path into Heaven
To leave me behind
Now I can't stay behind
Save me...from wreaking my vengeance upon you
Too chilling...more than I can tell
Burning...now I bring you HELL!

Free me tonight
As the animal kings breathe their terror upon you
Caught in the moment, engaging in my
Bloodlust tonight
Now I can't control my venom's flow
Get back from me Demon...or be exorcised
Now I can't stay behind
Save me...from wreaking my vengeance upon you
Too chilling...more than I can tell
Burning...now I bring you HELL!

All my emotion and all my integrity
All that you've taken from me
ALL MY EMOTION AND ALL MY INTEGRITY
ALL THAT YOU'VE TAKEN FROM ME!

Now I can't stay behind
Save me...from wreaking my vengeance upon you
Too chilling...more than I can tell
Burning...now I bring you HELL!

"There are no traffic jams along the extra mile."
-Roger Staubach

"Well done is better than well said."
-Benjamin Franklin

"Marriage is an institution...are you ready to be institutionalized?"
-Anonymous

"What is not possible, is not to choose."
-Jean-Paul Sartre

"God have mercy on our enemies...because I won't."
-General George Patton

"Pilots take no special joy in walking...pilots like flying."
-Neil Armstrong

"Remember when sex was safe and flying was dangerous?"
-Anonymous

"Flying is not dangerous...crashing is dangerous."
-Anonymous

"When I arrive to the gates of Heaven, to St. Peter I will tell: One more soldier reporting, sir, I have served my time in Hell."
-Anonymous WWII Veteran

"In the land of memory, the time is always now."
-Stephen King

"A man can be destroyed, but not defeated."
-Earnest Hemingway

"Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and make a trail."
-Ralph Waldo Emmerson

Up here I am untouchable
It is vastly hostile...uninhabitable, yet I am home; I am at peace
It is freezing and absent of life, yet I always feel warm here.
Among this hostility...altitude, speed and vastness are my fleece.
These times in unchallengable self-reflection, I hold dear.

Up here I am untouchable
It is vastly hostile...uninhabitable, yet I am home; I am at peace
It is freezing and absent of life, yet I always feel warm here.
Among this hostility...altitude, speed and vastness are my fleece.
These times in unchallengable self-reflection, I hold dear.

I met a man. He was me...he was not me. He was faceless; a stranger, yet recognizable. He frightened me...he angered me...he awakened me. He loved me...he hated me. He was my friend...my enemy, my savior...my betrayer. He encouraged me, discouraged me...was faithful and faithless. He was there for me, he left me...presented me with hope then handed me the worst death in the absence of hope. He provided shelter, then left me out in the open to leave me to die. He led me onto the path to salvation, then left me behind. He fought for me, then left me defenseless. He picked me up and then threw me down. He protected me then fled from me. He provided light, then left me in utter darkness. I want to kill him...in the most brutal inhumane way, but he will not allow it. I want to torture him to the very edge of life, where his insanity will claw at his very feet as he dangles over the abyss of death...but he will not allow it. He deserves to taste death...as much as he deserves a veritable chance at life.

Why should I give you my name?
My name is merely a label...not WHO I am.
Why should I give you my age?
Time spent alive does not mean one grows in mind.
Why should I tell you where I live?
It is veritably the "bank's" house anyway.
Why should I tell you what kind of vehicle I drive?
What if I walk or ride a bike?...would you judge me accordingly?
Why should I tell you how much money I make?
N O B O D Y, unless it is chocolate or coffee, is better rich.
I don't have to tell you ANYTHING!
And in doing so, I will force you to see "ME."
Which will tell you EVERYTHING."

"Insanity is a rational adjustment to an insane world"
-Anonymous