It Is Time To Say Goodnight

Stay cool Feel it Don’t blink Sense it Don’t move Feel the stare We can’t run Stay prepared I don’t know What the hell they are They got our scent They’ve hunted us from afar Group up We’ve killed so many men But not these - we ain’t killed one of them! They surround us So light on their feet Harness the darkness ‘till they find fresh meat Feel it Stand so very still Not far now Death brings it own sweet chill Their speed, their teeth We’re no match for this fight But we got some firepower left Although our rounds burned into the night We ain’t dying that way Four grenades for us four men Surprise will kill them Surprise will be their end! I can hear them Just feet away Don’t turn - look in my eyes Release the hold pins It’s time to go away.