His skin is cold,

His face is white

His eyes are red,

From rage and fights

The dark black moons,

Of sleepless nights

Are unaware of guns and mice

His bunker soaked of gas and smoke

The deadly lies

His mouth has told

A serpents tongue

To speak those words

To help the ones

Who he has hurt

The guilt has gone

He doesn't care

Of all those lives

He would have spared

A desperate fight

Between life and death

Has drawn him between

His fallen men

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