Gasping through the pain
I hear a soft fluttering sound
Through the mist of all the chaos exploding all around
My heart pounds with the bombs ticking away hidden underground
With the blood of my brothers in my eyes
it's hard to see hovering above me a butterfly that brings such beauty
And it speaks to me....
"My son are you ready to follow me to a place that is heavenly?"
Taking my last dying breath...
I say goodbye to this cruel land that has concurred up my death,
but has given me entrance to heaven....
I hear a soft fluttering sound
Through the mist of all the chaos exploding all around
My heart pounds with the bombs ticking away hidden underground
With the blood of my brothers in my eyes
it's hard to see hovering above me a butterfly that brings such beauty
And it speaks to me....
"My son are you ready to follow me to a place that is heavenly?"
Taking my last dying breath...
I say goodbye to this cruel land that has concurred up my death,
but has given me entrance to heaven....
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