Soldier Savior

i took a group of men some old some new to sin i find myself at the front of the pack cushioning the cold blooded attack with my pride and blessings as my only weapons i find myself becoming braver to help protect our soldier savior but knowing pride only goes so far i still don't give up on this war and after days and days of snowflakes and soldiers falling i feel like death has set upon me yet i'm still alive lying beside some soldiers of mine that died and the few wounded that survived walk over me easy i find myself looking towards hell i don't know if i'm paralyzed or merely seeking into satans' eyes but either way i find myself bitter and cold with frigid and brittle bones about to break and make me cry myself to sleep i don't know if i can sleep through the pain because i feel my pride weakening buti find myself still braver as i continue to protect our soldier savior