13 years old. Marched into battle He knew he would die Like worthless cattle He pulled out his sniper Killed a soldier That poor boy never grew older 14 years old. Made a plan He knew he would have to bring the german end Met his friends, Chatted for a while, The 4 knew they had to make life worth-wile 15 years old. The plan was going to strike. Him and his friends had might. Through-out the night the fun never ended, But deep down he knew his life would be ended 16 years old. In charge of a plane Bombed places Changes of names One of his friends met their end But the 3 knew it would transcend 17 years old. He watched his love die His cries went unheard in the night Sick and tired of a war He knew he would not last more 18 years old. He went in the trench, He was not afraid He knew what would happen that day, The boy got shot he fell to the ground The boys life faded without a sound It was a long battle up ahead But at last, the boy was dead He slumped his head caught in the crossfire, To meet his love at last, in the mire.
I made this no remixing allowed.
