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How the hell did I end up here, what's this uniform

The last thing I remember was getting wasted back home

A rifle in my hand, bodies around me dead!

An officer shouting at me ATTACK! ATTACK! ATTACK!

Conditioned thinking. The enemy's demonized.

But I can see these wretched beasts for what they truly are

Draining their victims of blood dried up to the core

Feasting upon their souls which can inhabit them no more

Fighting for an unreal cause

In the bloodfields

What are we doing

Why all the guts spilled?

With death and decay

Our lungs filled

No escape

from the bloodfields

The sound of screaming bullets soaring through air

They are ricocheting all around my head

I can see the streets filling with up them

This time I'm sure I'll end up dead

They're looming over me the ritual's about to start

Seen this done to others with my own eyes

Eerie chants and gestures a sacrifice of life

Is this their a way to appease their god?

Fighting for an unreal cause

In the bloodfields

What are we doing

Why all the guts spilled?

With death and decay

Our lungs filled

No escape

from the bloodfields

Take me, you bastards! There's nothing for me now.

With this last breath I damn you before I soon depart

Awake again in an unknown bed

Regaining consciousness with an IV attached

It's like a hospital but how did I get back

Was I really there or was it a nightmare?