Invaders must die

A rainy day awaits.
A lonely soul creates
The chemical in his brain
To destroy whatever remained.
The war changed this man.
For every situation he has a completed plan.

He killed.
And fought for his nation
Now his anxiety became a sensation.
He got caught up in the nightmare.
He got too damaged for any repair.

He will forever remember the cold wind that swept away a million souls.
Heartless he carries the flag.
For being a soldier became a drag.