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Facing the Enemy

I’m here inside this hole

Just waiting the order to attack

It’s raining, it’s so cold

I just wish I could go back

They want to be communists

They have to die

I’m doing what my president says

Even if I know it’s a lie

Vietnam is not a nice place to be

Those people in the jungle are waiting to kill me

But now I’m here and I have to fight

To kill my brothers to save my life

I will have to shoot those inocent people

Become a murder, be called a hero

I’m here inside this jungle

Just waiting the American’s attack

It’s raining, it’s so cold

I just wish they would go back

They invaded our country

They have to die

I have to believe in this

Otherwise, that grave will be mine

Vietnam a nice place it used to be

But those people in the holes are waiting to kill me

But now I’m here and I have to fight

To kill my brothers to save my life

I will have to shoot those inocent people

Become a murder, be called a hero

There comes the sign, the time is here

To kill or to die, I don’t care, I can’t have fear

But then the enemy comes into my sight

I pull the trigger, something is not right

I hear the bang and I’m sure he was hit

But is my body that is going to sleep

I see my blood and I feel the pain

I killed and I died, there’s no more to say