I'm under fire blood red sky Underneath the war machine Fight for what's right don't ask why Truth stark and real fight or die Retreat has no place in this game In the dark and under fire Believing our cause was justified Caught in the crosshairs condition dire Trying a case of do or die Bright Flickering light snubbed by my numbing hands One finger slip and it's over for him All's fair in war so they say But later as I try to sleep I just can't help but replay Was this man a loving father? Was this man a loving son? Though it was one of us or the other I don't feel like a lucky one And think about his wife and his kids And all that he could have been If only we'd have been friends