I see your face beneath a starry sky Arms extended with gun in hand My blood-soaked body yields a weakened cry Steam and anger crowd your reddened face As my life ebbs towards a final grace My body jumps as bullets pump Into my bleeding chest Fatal rounds fired With military zest. Voices speak of me in a former tense As boots smash into my feeble limbs My impending demise makes little sense I can taste the dew on the blood-soaked grass As I grope around for a discarded shoe This foolish move provides the perfect cue For you to complete your deadly task. I am rigid, scared, crying inside My legs are warm and wet From oozing piss I could not hide. I know what is coming, few surprises On the road to nowhere. Then I see you creeping Towards my dying frame You kneel with perfect aim, and One more bullet smashes into My exploding brain.