K.I.A. (I Died For My Country)

Laying down one final time;
It's time for me to say goodbye.
The wounds my body cannot bear
have begun now to take their wear.

I try to find a hand to hold,
but find that I am all alone
-- Ammunition: Nothing left.
It's bound to be the end...

Radio's shot and I cna't call for help,
I am bleeding profusely, I won't make it out.
I read into my pocket and pull out a picture
-- She's so beautiful.
God, I wish I were with her.

There's no turning back
-- Damn, I can't even move.
I would scream out for help but the foes would hear too.
-- I must sit here and wait,
try to accept my fate;
Understand that I'm hit
and that it is too late.

I can hear all the gunshots,
I hear all the screams.
All the death and destruction
centered around me.
I try fighting back tears,
A Marine doesn't cry.
A Marine doesn't fear.
-- He is ready to die.

With those last final seconds,
I look at the picture.
I hope she knows that I died here, but with Honor.
I hope she forgives me for not coming home
-- I'll remain in her heart
even though not here with her.
I hope that she knows I still love her.

"This is war." I admit
with a sight between breaths.
As each second I know I am closer to death.
I feel pain searing through me,
my leg and my heart
-- The two bleed profusely.
I'm losing my spark...

And I lay my head down
on the sandy, dirt ground.
With a deep breath, I whisper
"Don't worry, I'm with her."
I close my eyes softly
and feel overcome me
a dark shroud of blackness
("I Died For My Country.")


Hoo-Rah.