I've left, and yet continue to fight
That war of great strength and might
I'd die for them, I'd lie for them
Talking of places I've never been

I'm lost...Stranded

Left alone to vomit it out
Remains of pills, blood and alcohol
Throat, stuck in a scratchy drought
Yet, still time seems to stall

I'm lost...Stranded

So what now, for a lonely soldier?
As, slowly, I grow weak and older?
Only time can really tell
When I will finally return to the depths of hell.