Echoes of the Last Soldier
The last thing that I remember
They were screaming everywhere
All the ground beneath us trembled
There were mortars in the air
I could feel the hate surround me
And so much pain inside me
There's so much left to do
But precious little time
As I walk the trenches 'round
On my road to afterlife
Now I see them all around me
And there is no one here to guide me
Falling, screaming, I wished that I was dreaming
Drowning, bleeding, Inside of me I'm fighting
Falling, screaming, I wished that I was dreaming
Dying, bleeding, I'd be the last man to fall
As I crawled between the bodies
All of those who lost their lives
Everything I ever wanted
Was to make it out alive
With all the distant voices screaming
I could feel my soul was bleeding
When I saw the tanks move near
From my hideout in the sand
I cried and embraced the fear
This would be my final stand
So I got up and took a deep breath
And moved out to face my own death
Falling, screaming, I wished that I was dreaming
Drowning, bleeding, Inside of me I'm fighting
Falling, screaming, I wished that I was dreaming
Dying, bleeding, I'd be the last man to fall
Falling, screaming, I wished that I was dreaming
Drowning, bleeding, Inside of me I'm burning
Falling, screaming, I wished that I was dreaming
Dying, bleeding, And so I'll end up here alone
Falling, screaming, I wished that I was dreaming
Drowning, bleeding, Inside of me I'm fighting
Falling, screaming, I wished that I was dreaming
Dying, bleeding, I'd be the last man to fall
Writer/s: Vilhelm Sundbom
