by The Sandman | Aug 5, 2023 | Lyrics
Oh yeah, come on in, but mind how you go. It’s dark in this room, and there’s hazards you know. There’s boxes and boulders and bodies as well. And watch for that trapdoor; it leads straight to hell. So what do you want? You’ll need to go soon. You won’t...
by The Sandman | Feb 28, 2008 | Poetry
Young Harry’s quite a chap we’ve heard he even drinks cold beers and he joined the British army with lads he saw as peers He did a cracking job as well and loved the whole damned thing He worked as hard as anyone and (we even hear he sings) But then he had a problem...
by The Sandman | Sep 10, 2006 | Poetry
We lost an oppo yesterday, so young not even grey But still tonight we’ve had a beer We’ve said our bit We’ve shed a tear So into yet another day We saunter off to earn our pay We’re not so bad (our mothers said) I just want home and my own bed And so tomorrow off I...
by The Sandman | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
Look under the mask we soldiers wear, look under the mask if you dare. Look under the mask and see behind, Or are you scared of what you’ll find. We are not beasts nor men of war, we do not wait to hear deaths door. We do not relish the death we see, we only fight by...
