As I fall to the ground
Blood all around
Crimson flow
It's source, I don't know
World spinning round and round
As I make not a sound
Burning that won't cease
A scream of agony, I release
Bombs blasting
Not knowing how long it's lasting
Deafening screams
Reality or dreams
All around the pounding of the feet
No time for retreat
A face overhead
Something said
Trying to understand
While lying there in the sand
Everything's gonna be okay
As rapidly, I'm drug away
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