World War Two
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I am a living soldier stuck in a world of dead. I wonder if I will become one of them. I hear screams of pain and agony, I see bodies all around me. I am a living soldier stuck in a world of dead.
I'd like to have a moment Sir Up here so close to You To talk about the things I've done and the things I've yet to do At times I've left formation To peel off and slip away
Brace yourself Welcome help Armor up Enough’s enough Hope for the best Prepare for the worst Those are the words You used to calm me Down by the river Build a bridge
I can still hear his voice, lost over the rush of the waves. When really It was a fan, stirring up the sticky heat that sat as still as I did.