I prayed as I saw my comrades bodies littering the ground.

Slowly I walked the roads of my life

and visited each terrible memory

I pray as I remembered each brother 

the ones who died so I could be free

I saw the fear in their lifeless eyes

the pain of knowing they'll never see

that daughter they helped create

that son that was suppose to be the spitting image of them

I pray those widows who are left alone

who will struggle

and pray for their husbands spirits

I pray for the Corpsmen who couldn't save them

I pray for the generals who lead them into the battle

I pray for the enemy

the ones that killed them

those Japs

that killed my brother

God bless their souls

Cause I sure don't think that

They have an easy thing coming

I pray for me and thank 

my Great God

who saved me

and helped me save the ones I could

I never thought that those days of swimming in the pond

would save my brothers' life

and I pray for my soul

for killing a man who had a family

and a wife

children

a mother and father

brothers and sisters

and I tuck a two dollar bill in his pocket

so I feel a little less guilty