Seven:
They say you never hear the bullet that kills you,
and right now, I can't hear anything.
I can barely feel my hands,
My legs are numb.
I feel as if I were underwater.
My vision is turning crimson and darkening.

Six:
I'm so dizzy,
I can almost feel the earth rotating,
time is moving too fast for my perceptions.
In the distance between the smoke I can see a figure coming my way,
but no more than that.
God what did I do wrong?

Five:
My mother warned me about this,
this was exactly what she feared.
Father said to make him proud,
but I just ****** my pants.
What was my mistake? I was careful,
I fired my rifle just like I was trained,
I kept my eye on alert;
yet here I am laying in the middle of this field.

Four:
I remember playing this game many times as a child,
but I can't seem to find a way to call times out.
I've been tagged and it's no fun,
war is not a game,
I'd like to go back home.

Three:
I wonder if she'll miss me,
-why do I think of her now?-
I wonder if she loves me, or if she ever did.
I hope she'll move on, but maybe she already has.
Oh God it's cold, I'm frozen solid;
here in the middle of this desert, nor
the sun nor the sand can warm me up.

Two:
I see the shadow now much closer,
it's my buddy back from camp,
I carried him once back in training,
"I'm only returning the favor", he says. I can feel my body being lifted,
but I can't move my limbs.
My world is getting darker,
I don't think I'll make it.

One:
They say you never hear the bullet that kills you,
but I heard that one,
It wasn't meant for me.
I fall to the floor once more:
I can't see,
I can't hear,
I can't feel.
God if you exist, have mercy on my soul, and for all there is to know, protect my buddy.
I hope they'll know I love them,
take me in oh Lord.

Seven:
They say you never hear the bullet that kills you...