Blood Red Shores (Zandelle)

Race across the water toward the distant shores Soldiers filled with honor, were heading off to war My hands start shaking as anxiety takes hold As we near the beaches to conquer our foes Storm the beach do or die, Semper Fi My foot hits the sand as all hell breaks loose Half my men cut down They had never told us that it would be like this Bullets flying everywhere while bombs blow men to bits Nowhere to take cover from above death rains See the medics rushing to those who scream in pain Storm the beach do or die, Semper Fi The horrors that I see will haunt my very thoughts For all my days Blood I see it everywhere From the bodies of those who never stood a chance On And on we go I just pray I don't die on these blood red shores of France Now many years later I think back to that morn How my long time friends and I had all gone off to war Now were back together, feel sadness in my bones Read the words of valor upon our tombstones Storm the beach do or die, Semper Fi When I close my eyes the images return So vividly Blood I see it everywhere From the bodies of those who never stood a chance On And on we went As so many had died on those blood red shores of France