America,
The most righteous and true...
Majestic mountains hide behind spring clouds.
Each cloud sloping to the valley floor...
Now the new soldier didn't know how to face it,
Take it with mind open...
Look in my eyes see what I'm seeing,
Look at the brown tint...
PATH OF SUCCESS
sow seeds of tolerence in your heart...
ONLY THE RARE HUMANS CAN SHOW THEIR TEARS
WILLING TO STAND UP FOR THEIR BELIEFS; SHOWING NO...
I don't want to kill,
But when it comes to my instincts...
People overindulge in Bush's flaws,
We got attacked by terrorists...
It is always in my mind,
The people who gave their lives...
Somewhere in the distant
I hear someone shout...
I'm a terrorist,
Ready to break these American necks...
This soldier was now in a coma,
Now back overseas...