Page 150 - Total War on PTSD

We checked our equipment, inspected our gear Bowed down our heads, the Chaplin led the prayer I took the lead as we rolled out the gate Just another day no way of knowing our fate Not day goes by That I don't fight The battle in my mind Through my eyes The truth in every tear I cry I try God knows I cry I know I cry Second verse: The bomb was big and the noise was loud Med evacuated from a dusty cloud My heart stop beating and my blood ran cold Swollen, burnt so I was told I prayed that God would set me free The bomb took four and only left me But they are angels my guiding lights Assuring me that everything will be alright Not day goes by That I don't fight 150 of 1039