Michael

On a foreign shore miles away from his home

Michael first witnessed death

At 16 yrs old his friends and he

First faced down the enemies stand

Michael only remains though he's never the same

And his life he just can't get back

All the wounds that he bore were fleshy and raw

But he knew that they'd heal in time

Yes he was sure they'd heal in time

The skin it did heal though his friends they still scream

From his memories cold and black