Last ditch effort

look in my life, anger comes, fills me with rage

death will come with any age



tight and aiming straight through the trees

open fire as soon as i see



(chorus)

Death is coming for me,

now you're fighting, thinking, dying

like a savage man

who would destroy the world

now you're fighting, thinking, dying

you're a savage man



oncoming firestorm

i talked to god

he didn't answer me

i wanted to know why i was here

what the hell was i thinking



chorus



i see their figures coming through the haze

i say my prayer for the end of days

nothing left but a sharp knife

now i fight for the rest of my life



now i'm fighting, thinking, dying

like a savage man

i would destroy the world

now you're falling, crying, dead

a savaged man

who fell in this world

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Robert C Millar's picture

Nice poem