The war began,
because of my gang.
We thought it was cool,what we produced,
and this is how the war was introduced..

The storm of artillery,
the shots from a machine gun.
I noticed the bloodon the battlefield,
and then I realized it was no fun!

I cramped up into the trenches,
where it was so dark and deep.
Wishing I wasn't the next to be in heaven,
disliking the idea of permanant sleep.

Oh my god I forsee my death,
I'm going to miss all my family and friends.
I guess I'd have to go to permanant sleep,
and this is how my life story ends..

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