Behind Enemy Lines

Blood
Guns pounding loud and clear, smashing our enemies
Suffering is all I see, psycholagical tragedy.
Bullets drilling through my flesh, adrenalin overshot
Killing for my destiny, killing for my own...survival!
Shelter, vision, coming, over, fear, death is here!
Blood, clothing, smell, of, rotten, bodies everywhere!
Rape, torture, forced, to, kill, I don`t care!
Cause of death still unknown, in bodybags we`re coming home
Forgotten heroes we will be, our pain never set us free,
Our life for their blood, we`re dead, now wheres your god?!
Left to die on the ground, mortal remains won`t be found!
Blood is clothing at my face, serving on this battlefields of hate
Surrounded by death, filth and disgust, thread suffer pain I can`t trust. Behind the lines, disfigured bodies on the fields of hate, mutilated soldiers waste of life. Doomed by duty, blind serviant, do my biddings, left to die behind enemy lines!