Doing his duty ,
Knowing the risk...
It will never end,
The fighting the pain...
Eager, love, I cant wait for the blood.
Pain, hurt, hit the dirt...
One by one, they march off to war,
Only to see their loved ones no more...
Feelings i regret Ive felt before,
Feelings i cant help abhor...
I want to sit and cry
And shout leave me alone...
I don't really know her
But it feels like i've known her since i was 4...
The dull thud of the marching
"squad halt"...
Dull grey scorching roads
Dead plants...
I have been hurt,
My heart is bleeding...
I have been hurt,
My heart is bleeding...
I feel the pain,
The pain of the knife...