In The Middle Of War

Dogs howling near the dawning day,
But still i can't seem to hold it tight,
Bullets by bullets i've shot in disarray,
And still i haven't got it right.

Eventhough i'm feeling afraid
My hands were around my wounded knee,
I haven't lost the battle I've made
And I haven't yet downed the enemy

Of all the war i may not hide,
this could be the last i tried,
whenever my men exploded and died
i hold on to this wish fixed and tied

do not pull back until it done
no enemy of us were immortal
our swords and guns will get in line
for this sin war and this certain trial.