Is the war worthwhile?

Horns intertwined, on a plane inclined
A downwards slope it is
Rolling in the mud, covered up in blood
Your downfall it is
Screams an cries the throats are dry
On parched ground you lay
Agony and pain, what did you gain?
Ad that war stretched by the day
Realise your worst fears as the end comes near
Your last breath’s a sigh
Regret or relief, what do you believe?
Is the fight worthwhile?