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Come sweet death,
Bringer of the dawn.
Leave me tranquil
While innocents sleep
Come sweet death,
Harvester of light
Show me the path
Through the darkest of night
Come sweet death
Your warm embrace
Turns to ice at spiders touch
While the dying says it all.
Come sweet death
Our mission of life
Tainted by the smell
Of our own blood
We arrive on the wind
Earth shattering
It's juddering drums
Signal our arrival
While its hard to contemplate
never mind motivate,
The man in the corner, the one,
with the thousand yard stare.
Whoomp, whoomp,whoomp
Zing,
Whoosh .
Kaboom !!!
Says it all
Init
Giajl © Jim Love
Extract from the diaries of "Jock Love A Soldier & A Poet : On The Home Front : Pissed Again ".
