© Copyright 2009, Stephen Rawlings
Let the bullets fly and come what may
I’d be right to move but would rather stay
Existent in a fight untamed
Than face the world before you came
A chain gun reaction ‘til nothing remains
Let the soldiers fight in one last change
Boasting triumphs gained and accolades
I’d kill for trust and die for fate
If only you would face what I have faced
A chain gun reaction ‘til nothing remains
Let the battle thrive and war stay waged
You’ll lead me down to an early grave
Our eternal row and fatal game
The dead and winners are one and the same
A chain gun reaction and now nothing remains