Verse 1
Running towards the fight
Horror and dread in my sight
Bullets flying over my head
Soon we'll all be dead
Verse 2
The screams are so loud
And I'm just one in the crowd
Explosions and smoke
Pain it will evoke
The pain is extreme
The sight is obscene
Awaiting the order of death
Take your last breath
THE FINAL COMMAND
Verse 3
Hearing death's bell
We're all going to hell
Mud on my boots, blood om my hands
Awaiting the Final command
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