How To Tell A True War Story
The moral of a true war story, like the thread that makes a cloth
Cannot be separated from the story itself
A true war story cannot be made general or abstract
The significance of the story is whether or not you believe it or not
Though war is hell, it is also many other things
The mysterious feeling of being alive that follows a firefight
War is ambiguous
For this reason, in a true war story nothing is absolutely true
A man who jumps on a grenade to save his friends
The truth of his purpose makes all of the difference
Four men, one jumps on a grenade and all four die anyway
The dead jumper says, "Story of my life, man."
How to tell a true war story
Silence is the true moral
War is absolute
Evil and obscene
Bloodshed now pollutes
Pointless mass of sins
There is no clarity
The old rules no longer binding
Right spills over into wrong
Order blends into chaos
He took half a step into the shade
His face lit up brown and shining
When his foot on the ground laid
In that instant, he must have thought that sunlight was killing him
It was not the sunlight
It was a rigged 105 round
The last thing that he believed
For him, must have been the final truth
How to tell a true war story
Silence is the true moral
War is absolute
Evil and obscene
Bloodshed now pollutes
Pointless mass of sins
And it was at this point
When he realised
He fucked up
War is absolute
Evil and obscene
Bloodshed now pollutes
Pointless mass of sins
War is absolute
Evil and obscene
Bloodshed now pollutes
Pointless mass of sins
Cannot be separated from the story itself
A true war story cannot be made general or abstract
The significance of the story is whether or not you believe it or not
Though war is hell, it is also many other things
The mysterious feeling of being alive that follows a firefight
War is ambiguous
For this reason, in a true war story nothing is absolutely true
A man who jumps on a grenade to save his friends
The truth of his purpose makes all of the difference
Four men, one jumps on a grenade and all four die anyway
The dead jumper says, "Story of my life, man."
How to tell a true war story
Silence is the true moral
War is absolute
Evil and obscene
Bloodshed now pollutes
Pointless mass of sins
There is no clarity
The old rules no longer binding
Right spills over into wrong
Order blends into chaos
He took half a step into the shade
His face lit up brown and shining
When his foot on the ground laid
In that instant, he must have thought that sunlight was killing him
It was not the sunlight
It was a rigged 105 round
The last thing that he believed
For him, must have been the final truth
How to tell a true war story
Silence is the true moral
War is absolute
Evil and obscene
Bloodshed now pollutes
Pointless mass of sins
And it was at this point
When he realised
He fucked up
War is absolute
Evil and obscene
Bloodshed now pollutes
Pointless mass of sins
War is absolute
Evil and obscene
Bloodshed now pollutes
Pointless mass of sins
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Writer(s): Muhammad Nor Mukmin
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