I woke up in the morning, spent the night in the trenches again
The first thing i do is grab my gun
The enemy is near, it was dangerous to sleep
I was lucky to have lived to see the sun
In a foreign land fighting for my country
Over words that the politicians said
I look and meet the eyes of an enemy soldier
Aiming his gun at my head
Stalemate...
Panicked thoughts run through my mind
Visions of my d**h unwind
Standing there shaking in terror
I clutch my gun in despair
We look eachother in the eyes
Then we both realise that our roles are the same
I put down my gun and he walks away