Sound the bugle
Let my enemy hear it
Let it vibrate through the earth
Play it loud each and every note
I have given up
There is nothing more of me
I can't live in agony's constant cries
I can't love it has been drained and replaced with pain
Nothing left just an empty heart
I don't care what you do to me
What more do I have for you to take?
I am finished there will be no tryumph
No drums of victory
Just a bugle playing a tune of loss
As I lay on the cold snow just promise me one thing.
Leave me here to die
Can you hear me?
Leaving you in the dust
Don't you have any trust in me?
On my back I carry you home
Little one don't be afraid
Open your eyes the cannons
Have gone, the war is over.
My dear rest in peace your little heart.
For you have more to come.
Sign,
Yourself.
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