Ignore The Blood

Fighting for your life on the deadly battlefield
Armed only with that sharp metal stick you wield
Parry, riposte and thrust among mountains of injured and dead
A sudden jab! Opens a wound in your side that runs red

It's a deep wound, it's serious, you know for sure that it is
You try to resist the urge to fall to your knees
Agony pierces you in a hot-cold slice
The enemy advances- you can't hide the fear in your eyes

You stumble away as he tries to run you through
Crimson spills and it hurts, but what else can you do?
Ignore the blood, ignore the pain
Force yourself up and strike again
Blink away those blinding, desperate tears
Grit your teeth and push aside those terrible fears
Block off the emotions that rush at you in a flood
Just like how you ignore your own blood
You keep on fighting, it's all you know how to do now
Determined to kill or be killed, and you don't care how.

Oh, whether a battle's won or lost
Who out there thinks about the cost?
Everyone wants to see grand trophies of the conflicts fought
But few see how much blood had to be ignored.