Slayer

The sound of battle crashes upon me
Bullet casings and warriors are all I see
With a gun in my hand-

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With a rifle in my hands I press on
To see to it my enemies are gone
Grenades fly through the air
With precision beyond compare
Rockets-

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Rockets explode on contact with men
As the din of war sounds again and again
Sniper rounds burst through the trees
Dropping the strongest to their knees
The roar of an engine sounds elsewhere
As a soldier presses toward somewhere
Smoke and fire-

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Smoke and fire seem to be all around
As are the corpses that litter the ground
This is war as well as I know it
I am battle hardened, though I don't show it
I-

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Oh, dammit, I give up.

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