Kem's Boots

All was still and All was black I heard it creak I heard it crack the kindred echo Of the Union Jack A guttering candle A voice called back The stomp of feet The rounds of guns A million dead And nobody has won I creep around this hole in the ground I look inside but no sanity is found Drenched in piss encrust in mud My feet are wet Kem's boots are on I look across And prepare to run I wait for my call My fears undone I run across to the other side My prayers unanswered Another soul alive I see your eyes the same as mine For no good reason One of us must die I make my peace and turn away My soul's on fire You couldn't do the same The smell of sulfur And the patter of rain Floating ashes Red on grey I try look down but can't feel a thing My thoughts are empty Just like my dreams Above my body an eclipse sky All in silence Figures pass me by My vision swirls My head is weak For the first time I finally feel free As I lay in death The poppies find my gaze I watch them sway And the white wood floats away