Mekong Delta, J. Jenkins
Marching through the jungle
Small change to survive
Shrapnell fire's pounding
Men must leave their lifes
Corpses fill the graves
They are defaced, they are bloated
Mutilated limbs
And no one knows from whom they are
Treated as if they're garbage
No one sheds a tear
They die without honour
Get burried with no name
They die without honour
Everyone's the same
Back from hell again
Not a chance is given
Screaming from the gutter
Die just like the others
Corpses fill the graves