Care to die?

Can’t you bring yourself from your slumber?

Unable to face the day

Don’t want to step into the heat of battle

Worried that from your morals you will astray

The enemy looms high and mighty

Your combat team grows ever sparse

At the start of the conflict

You felt defeat implausible

Now you feel the dream of victory is simply a farce

Every small noise you hear

You wonder if hostile ground is drawing near

For when it does you have just once chance

You shall either die or dance