• he marched into battle
    never to see his heart again
    unknown to all
    he cannot die he can just feel pain

    his face hidden behind his helmet
    he's armour covers up his heart so frail
    the only way to no it’s him
    is by his broken heart that bleeds through his chain mail

    left to fight a losing battle
    for the one he loves
    accompanied by no one
    except an angel in the form of a black dove

    he will go through it all
    through thick and through thin
    to find the one he needs
    he will keep on fighting until he can win

    only then can he find rest
    find rest can he
    how do I know a tale so tragic?
    that unknown soldier is me