bananaandjelly

In a line we stand Together hand in hand Brothers of bond Ready to go beyond A place man fear to dread A place where many lie dead In the shadows they go Saying goodbye to the friends they know The dark fills with light As people scream in fright The mission is set Armed with bayonet The gun they have to take As their body begins to ache A trail of red Runs down a face of dread Flashes all around But there is no sound Only the mission To prove there ambition Make the world a better place Make the world full of grace Not many remain As the blood begins to drain Some our lost, some are dead Some are wishing they had fled The lights die do