Blood Meeting

The bullet left it's shell

Shooting down the foe

With the famous victory in the hell,

And nothing's left to go.

On the vast land of the famous victory

Where the corpses of the innocents lie,

Pinned on the pages of the brave history

Where the pain ends in a peaceful cry.

I ain't sure ,will I be back again

From this famous land of victory,

With all my laughter in pain

My death will always be a mystery.

May be not in flesh and bones

You'll meet me in the headlines,

And with the joyful tones

I will have my good times.