The fate of a living warrior with no wars left to fight
Left to wander deep within himself with his memories,
Reminiscences of war racing full speed through his mind
The murmurings of a mad man foaming from his lips
With eyes blurred, brow furrowed upon his forlorn face
He with alcohol breath retells the horrors of those days
When a hospital helicopter flutters closely overhead
A mad guttural scream is heard as he hits the ground.