Dead to the world I have failed you,
I eliminate my foes as the sky is blue.
My feud beckoning massacre
My warm blood rushes to my fingertips.

My neurons sing
My muscles string
My reflexes are Swift to pull the trigger,

I imagine his wife and seed,
I listen to their praying lips.
If I relent my bruised skin will breath dust,
My unrepentant soul will die Young,
Tell my nation am sorry I died
Tell the commander at least I tried.
Tell my family am sorry they cried,
Am a soldier sworm to protect and I did
I protected my conscience from that rapist tamed guilty
I secured myself from the devil's music and flute
I sheltered my soul
My core to the root.
I saved another's but lost my own
Hope you will get better.
Now my existence fades
Now my breath is gone..
Spoken regrets.

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