• Againist a background of the dead,
    Againist the crying of my allies,
    Againist the prayers of fellow man,
    Againist the tears I'm holding back and where my loyaltys lies,
    I'm still counting...
    Counting the seconds, counting the minutes, counting the hours,
    I'm still still counting...
    So I'm still alive,

    Keep on counting and I'll know,
    If I stop counting then I'm dead,
    One for my daughters rosy cheeks,
    Two for my wifes home made bread,
    Three for the glory when I go home,
    Four for Great Britain keep on fighting...
    Keep on counting...
    Till I'm dead.

    Count on forward till you can't hear the bangs,
    Count till the crying is just a whisper and the screams laughter,
    Till you smell the sweat and taste dirt,
    Count until you see yourself shortly after,
    Just keep counting,
    1...2...3...4,
    Keep on counting and your still alive,
    Keep your place in mind,

    Aim and fire,
    Count the bullets as you go,
    Five for my hands stained in blood,
    Six for the bombs falling like rain on below,
    Seven for prayers that can't reach heaven,
    Eight for the silent screams in my head,
    Keep on counting...
    I'm still alive,

    I can feel the guilt eating away at me,
    I can taste the blood on my tongue,
    I can smell the burning of flesh,
    Ican see the shredded tree's where the birds sung,
    But I'm still counting,
    I can't feel, I can't taste, I can't smell or see,
    I can count,
    I can survive,

    Nine for knowing its time to fight,
    Ten for knowing whats done and said,
    Eleven for...my minds gone blank,
    It's getting dark, its suddenly cold,
    I'm not counting anymore,
    It's stopped...
    The numbers have gone out of my head,
    I'm not counting,
    I think I'm dead...