Zeykan Obie Jungle

Gasping for air in this battlefield
Trigger happy marines
With wounds that bleed for forty years
And they're blind!

Rain of fire
Try to piece together the enigma
Of this seemingly random carnage

Heroes don their khakis
Navigating treading cautiously
Swallowing pain
The searing scent of open wounds
Enveloped by the jungle
Stay stay stay and die
The low husky growl

Homeland rise
Choose to suffer
For the priceless sacred holy land
Glimpse the filth and rot of battle
Trickling downstream
Where tomorrow's heroes play
Where tomorrow's heroes play



Credits
Writer(s): Dave Kaye
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