Bullets flying through the air
Meeting Satan and making a dare
Going in land and meeting death
Taking one last breath

Bombs exploding on the ground
A lot of dead people hanging around
Blood is everywhere
But no one seems to care

However i will never forget
My family is there, i bet
That they are happy for me
I will return you wait and see

Hit in battle
Hearing guns making a horrific rattle
Bleeding on my arm, Why
Guess it is my turn to say ……. Bye!