the death and the trauma that lies deep inside, that I see every time that I close my eyes.
I joined the forces to fight for my Queen, will she ever know the things that I’ve seen,
the death and destruction of body and mind, in this far away place they call Afghanistan,
how long will it last no body can know, how many will die no more we all hope,
All that i want is to close my eyes and sleep without seeing Ghosts that make me weep
can anyone tell me how long they will stay these thought’s in my mind will they go away.
Or must I carry them till my dying day,
I am only a young man and that might be sometime,
if I don’t die in this dusty place called Afghanistan