Here I lie, Cold in the dead of night, A corpse for company; Ted I dream of dawn to break, And the flooding light to take away the agony of my dismembered face. The sound of gunfire rips through the air like fireworks in the night sky; joy. A loud thud sounds close by, And a river of blood flows into the hole in the ground that I must now call home. "Serve your country!!", "Sign up fast", What a farce, What a joke! A life you call this? A soldiers life? A soldiers death.