• I'm siting here, i feel like dieing.
    Mother is on her bed,
    She hasn't stopped crying.
    Why'd you leave us brother,
    Why did you go?
    The war is evil, it hurt's so bad.
    Now your gone, I'm everything but glad.
    The depression cuts like a warriors sword,
    "I'll come back home,"
    Well you broke your word.
    Now we're here,
    Being swallowed by the pain,
    I think we're all going insane.
    You're gone, good-bye.
    But why did you have to die?