Ewe Aer Mye Destination
When the end of time rings
it comes with a bugle call.
Just like in the army
when all the fun begins.
The enemy comes to call.
The Trumpet of the ^A^ngels
will sound a ^V^ictory Sound.
All the dead shall rise
and some will live again.
This soldier gave his life
so that all his men could live.
A place inside the doorway
is where I will begin.
Just south of and outside of
hell.
Where I want to dwell
is just three feet from the door.
But Inside where the grass
is dewed on.
Where the mirror of mye soul
can come to be with me up there.
When her final battle with despair is ended.
She will have a place with me.
Iff this old soldier makes it.
So will She.
