Head down! Eyes up!

Heavy fire on the position,

Above all else, focus on the mission.

Human confetti raining down, 

men making their nation proud

Comrades falling next to me,

Won't cease until I cease to be.

They can't hold that line, forever

Break from cover, charge together!


Can't describe the fun!

Bullets whizzing by my ear

And flying from my gun

The enemy retreats!

Running for their life

Because they know I have em beat!




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