1000 Yard Stare

Gray hell, rubble everywhere
Carnage and death are all I see
I am the tip of the spear, in them I instill fear
No use trying to escape, my fate, this is my role
Move out as order, they command
Press forward, rifle in hand

Rounds twisting, turning through the air,
Soldiers are falling everywhere
Hand signal shown, here we go
Into hell's mouth, in we go

Deep in my one thousand yard stare, oh God help me

Flank left and hit them from the side
No chance for them to save their hide
White clouds forming, we attack
Brothers in arms watch my back
Mortars are flying all around, landing, they cancel all sound
Trenching through this land of the dead
Nightmares are etched in my head

Kill to survive



Credits
Writer(s): Rick Buentello
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