Axxis

A lot of memories fade away
But not those awful days
When you're a man without grace
A soldier without a face
No one really knows the truth
About blood on glorious shoes
About a million killing hands
About lonely dying friend
And every night you hear them cry
And in your dreams you see them die
Up to this day
You see their eyes open wide
Face to face with their death
And with only memories left
In those moments full of pain