a man lying near all bloody and red

i think to myself if hes lucky hes dead

his body is gone there is nothing to say

so i pick up my gun and start walking away

the tears build up as i go on

im praying to god i last till dawn

praying to god i see the next day

so i pick up my gun and start running away

the bombs were exploding all around

but the worlds quiet now i cant hear a sound

the flowers on my grave remind me of may

so i lay in my grave and start fading away