" Why are we still here? Just to suffer?
Every night, I can feel my leg... And my arm... even my fingers...
The body I've lost... the comrades I've lost... won't stop hurting...
It's like they're all still there. "
" Why are we still here? Just to suffer?
Every night, I can feel my leg... And my arm... even my fingers...
The body I've lost... the comrades I've lost... won't stop hurting...
It's like they're all still there. "