Track 7 of 13 on The War Came Swiftly
Witness of shell shock syndrome, then known as combat fatigue
lyrics
Horrors of reflex not trained throbbing of shakes not tamed time of which lies no restraint the motor functions feel faint victims lie here unresponsive wide awake and nonchalant maniacally smiling traumatized from when they fought I can’t can’t go go back back out out on on the battlefield loose hands Patton the bed frame falling down beyond insane My mind doesn’t hold good traits for My fate deteriorates shake My skin side to side give Me all of the hindsight and as I ride into the night forget Me not that I will fight I don’t don’t want want to to go go back back out out on on the battlefield shaking down the street feel the rhythm in their feet muscles contract and expand tension rises in the bands see their cheeks not go down no time to ever frown happy go lucky pessimist suffering narcissist I can’t can’t go go back loose hands Patton the bed frame falling down beyond insane My mind doesn’t hold good traits for My fate deteriorates shake My skin side to side give Me all of the hindsight and as I ride into the night forget Me not that I will fight recovery undesired hospital stay expired all of these men are but cowards as long as they are shaken heed not any of their calls leave them lying if they fall back out on the field they go behold them they are so slow loose hands Patton the bed frame falling down beyond insane My mind doesn’t hold good traits For My fate deteriorates Shake My skin side to side Give Me all of the hindsight And as I ride into the night forget Me not that I will fight I am, I dread, I am dead
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