The singer is thinking about a toy he had as a child. In particular a little warrior, crusader-type figure in a drab grey uniform. This resonates with him. He's one of them somehow.
Their names don't matter. They're respected by their parents and family. They are proud. They don't look down. They memorize words to give them hope.
Dark times arrive to "count these numbers down". He thinks "no one can take away" his soul, his beliefs, his dogma.
But the "dream's over" too quick. All of a sudden terrible things are obvious. What have I done?
The process starts over at a new level. This entire thing repeats as we learn from our experiences and adopt new "words to memorize".
The singer is thinking about a toy he had as a child. In particular a little warrior, crusader-type figure in a drab grey uniform. This resonates with him. He's one of them somehow.
Their names don't matter. They're respected by their parents and family. They are proud. They don't look down. They memorize words to give them hope.
Dark times arrive to "count these numbers down". He thinks "no one can take away" his soul, his beliefs, his dogma.
But the "dream's over" too quick. All of a sudden terrible things are obvious. What have I done?
The process starts over at a new level. This entire thing repeats as we learn from our experiences and adopt new "words to memorize".