Go bright light!
Scour the forest through the night
Searching for a sign of life
Memories of fears and strife

Keep his legs from
Turning blue
Broken bones and muddy [bad word] through the fields I knew
Join the ranks of the favored few

What have I [bad word] Won't you save me
Before the day is done
Won't you save me
Now that we have won

Got what's left
Lost my rights when I was young
Taken by the ones I [bad word] Long before I knew of love

All the things I
Understood
Fighting for the greater good
Now tell me why this feels so wrong
Feels so wrong to hold this gun