i was prepared…
to give my life for you
to give my body for you
to live my life til the end of my serves life FOR YOU
but you true me out in the cold
i fee like iv no sole
redey to fight
redey to diy
you tort me the reson why
1Â man shod live and MEN shod diy
the path to war and clvel rights but i see now its genside
but i didunt mind i was imformd i was redey to fight for the contry i love to push down the treat jump from a plane with a rifel in to hostile land for i know its right but thers all ways a but
it wasnt enuf
forthe condishion i have was to much
and to live as such
to say
“sorry son”
to see the man who trand me go to war
the man who tort me how…
to carythe pack
to folw the leder
to shoot strate
to jump from the plane
now
now all i have left
now all i have left is a combat jackit
and jackit and the jumping bage the beray and the para moto
“Utrinque Paratus”
“redey for aney thing”
well im redey for deth not now but who knows
love you xx