Sitting
in
this
foxhole
feels
like
being
strapped
to
an
electric
chair,
patiently
waiting
for
the
electrons
to
start
flowing.
Any
moment,
the
bombardment
will
commence
and
there
is
no
choice
but
to
face
it
head
on.
I'm in a hole
I'm not dead yet
Waiting to kill someone
That I've never met
He's coming at me
Gotta shoot to kill
Time to fight not die
You know I will, you know I will
Iâm in a hole
Not dead yet
I keep shooting
Not dead yet
I keep killing
This hole is my home
I pray it's not my grave
My life is the only one
That I need to save
There's nowhere to run
There is no retreat
Shoot that mother fucker now
Watch him die at my feet, die at my feet
Iâm in a hole
Not dead yet
I keep shooting
Not dead yet
I keep killing
Bodies on the ground
But it's not me
That's all that I smell
I have to kill, so many
Just to stay alive