Men of valor, men of action

 All demanding satisfaction

 For impatience is a virtue 

When inertia will hurt you 

 Like the Prince of Denmark, you're 

 Alone and full of doubt 

Trying to solve a puzzle Alexander 

 Already sorted out 

 Men of honor, men of action

 Multiply in subtraction

 Their passionate intensity 

 Masks a lack of empathy

 Standing on the sidelines, unsure 

 That you've really found your place 

 But seldom is there glory gained 

In falling on your face 

 Men of duty, men of action 

 Like every warring faction 

Through the fields of bodies burning

 To their follies returning