Nightmares of a time

My mind is confused
Bombs explode in my thought
Nightmares of a time
The dead was the best friend

Trenches waited me, steel birds
Shooting from the sky
There is no
Time to cry
The wall protect me, armored tigers
Shooting from the ground
Your body
Will not
Be found

Mental trauma crushes my soul
Sadness to kill
Then almost by dead
Last soldiers attach me