Στοίχοι: Iron Boots. Easy Green. Wardogs.

Looking death straight in the eyes you've come too close one too many times, unloading on the enemy lines with your back to the wall there's no choice but firing, I can't imagine what goes through your head, those bullets becoming your only friend, your one true test of your bravery and you've seen things I'll never want to see, killing others is no way to live but you do it for us, what else could you give? Some times I worry, I try not to act, but I know this dog won't go out like that, you've been gone for far too long, but we'll still be here with our open arms, I can't see you go time and time again, never knowing when it will end