I have seen the ends of the worlds
I have seen a child's cries
The lose of innocence in
shedding of blood
I have seen through a
"Soldier's Eyes."
Home I come with visions now
That still play forth and back
Of hollow crosses and bloody
hands
That only reinforce the fact
I have seen the glory of the
killing fields
I have seen the lonesome tears
I have seen the bravest men
like children fall
At the mercy of their fears
I have seen shrapnel rip
through flesh
Tearing apart like dreams
I have seen the hands of men do
unspeakable acts
As we were breaking at the
seams
I have seen the worst come from
the best
I have seen the truth behind
the lies
I have seen the world for what
it is
I have seen through a
"Soldier's Eyes."
Author: Kevin Bakker
