Every Night.

Would you
Pick me up and carry me on.
Or would you.
Leave me behind when everything is gone?
they say the sign for peace and love.
is a dove.
But they can shove, shove.
SHove it up their ass.
Were all living in the past.
We'll isn't that a fact.
hate is how we wrath.
And i sat up every night.
Thinking that i'll die.
but thats just a might.
Stand tall and fight.
Or drop to the floor.
Like i did.
I fell.
Into pools of blood.
Blood at my feet.
Gun in my hand.
But i marched on.
Through lots of sand.
Cause i was drugged up.
Maybe it's the cup.
Now again with death and blood.
A've been walking ten miles in the mud.
IO've been walking everyday.
I've been walking every night.
But i'll be ok.
Cause i got G3's and AK's.
A face lunbges out at me.
And it says.
Screams are my voice.
Rot is my breath.
Blood is my clothes.
Sand is my shoes.
Cries are my ears.
Yeah, thats what i hear.
Death is my law.
War is my name.
And i thought to myself.
Wow thats a shame.
Cause my parents both died.
And i cried.
And i watched the stars and strips.
Get wiped.
And replaced with his face.
Damn you Bin'laden.
For killing my family.
I tell you to fight.
I tell you to sight.
And destroy.
All this hate.
Bush is a nazi.
Bin'laden is a Hajji.
Maybe were all better off just dead.
And i cried.
And the face.
it falls and breaks.
And i sit there alone.
What have i become?.....