A soldiers end and the beginning of heaven.

Gun in his hand,
strength in his blood,
at the front of the battle line,
is where this young soldier stood,

the general,
shot the first shot,
then the battle started,
his blood was boiling hot,

he killed and he killed,
letting no enemy through,
when they tried to shove past,
he didn't move,

his eyes were cold,
his heart for his country,
he didn't really care,
if he was remembered for his bravery,

he reloaded that gun,
sent the bullet piercing through his enemy's head,
he didn't stop shooting,
until he was sure the soldier was dead,

he moved through the bullets,
the blood on the soil,
from the men he has killed,
when he saw a man pointing a gun at his face his blood started to more boil,

his eyes were red full with head,
his soul full of bravery,
he did it for one reason,
he wanted his family and country to be free,

the man shot,
before he could reload his gun,
and just like that,
his army life was done,

the man went to heaven,
and stood before god the powerful,
god let him in,
saying he has lived in hell,

he gave him a house,
with gold sidewalks in the front,
along with everything,
the soldier could every want,

the soldier was confused,
but god told him he fought for others free,
he said he fought for his family,
he fought for his country,

he said he killed not out of choice,
but he had to do what he had to do,
he said and for that,
i honor you,

he said the soldier was already a hero,
just stuck in the war's hell,
the reason he was,
god didn't have to tell,

the soldier died a hero,
a young man fighting for freedom and me,
fighting the war,
to let his country be free,

all soldiers are angels,
fighting and killing for you and me,
all angels with only one wish before they die,
there country to be free......