must have been something wrong with the air on that morning i could see through the eyes of the birds they were coming i remember thinking to myself that i am just a stranger in their land when the bullets were flying my comrades were falling he said here s the keys to heaven drop s safe if i find my way to heaven i d drive them away force into breath information blood will spill before me alpha bravo base unstable bodies fall before me relive it must have been something wrong with our luck on that afternoon look around i ll i see are the bodies of decay i could see through the eyes of a bird a shimmer in the light i realize it s in dog tags that fall out my brothers force into breath information blood will spill before me echo bravo broken arrow bodies fall before me corpses circles waves and palettes blue ships burn  must have been something wrong with the air on that morning i can see through the eyes of the birds they are coming for me