cannon fodder by Ulyss Rubeytoday no ray
of sun has shown-
black branches lay
against grey sky-
dank drizzle soaks us
to the bone-
the choice is ours
to do or die.
the choice is ours
to do or die-
into this hell
called war we go-
black branches lay
against grey sky-
a lovers eyes
we'll never know.
a lovers eyes
we'll never know-
insanity will
take our lives-
into this hell
called war we go-
the choice is ours
to do or die.
black branches lay
against grey sky-
today no ray
of sun has shown. . . . . . . .
03/26/2002 Posted on 03/26/2002 Copyright © 2024 Ulyss Rubey
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