I Met Uriah
I met Uriah at the gates of hell
Told me this is where soldiers dwell
I said, dear sir, but your
honor, your virtue
I thought that god, that god
would protect you
Send you up to Heaven's gate
Up there we'd meet
Some new found fate
Good Uriah, he sighed and then he said
Young lad, hell's our home
and death was grand
But the might King David
Well he had other plans
So he sent me to die
For lust and for power
He sent me to die
But don't be weary
I don't believe in fate
Our destiny is hell
and in hell I'll wait
I met Uriah at the gates of hell
Told me this is where soldiers dwell
And I said, dear sir
The king has not stopped
So hell's my home
He has not stopped
He lusted Bathsheba,
So dear a wife
Still lusting for power
And took my life
So we live in hell
After wars dirty game
From David to Bush, Obama the same
Same king, new name,
Playing wars dirty game
And I thought death,
It would remove this weight
But in hell we carry on
We just share the weight
And Uriah looked at me,
Said be good dear son
Will you now stand post
At the gates of hell
I need some rest
You shall greet the next one
And I stood tall with a tear and salute
Bid old Uriah well like a good young boot
And plenty they came, all through
the night
Through hells old gates
It was quite a sight
Young lads and old
We spoke nothing of war
We spoke with our tears
We spoke with embrace
Mourning the task
of killing our race
And we thought war was hell
But coming home might might be worse
And we thought when death came
It would remove this weight
And we spoke nothing of war
We spoke with our tears
We spoke with embrace
We took off our packs
And divvied the weight
We were young lads and old
We were poets and friends
We found quiet comfort
In each others presence
We spoke with our tears
We spoke with embrace
And we thought war was hell
But coming home was worse
And we thought when we died
It would remove this weight
So at dawn I stood tall,
My watch was relieved
By a real young kid, a US marine
So he took on the post, and
I was relieved
We exchanged our post with a tear and salute
We stood tall at the gates of hell
We stood tall with a tear and salute
So you soldiers up there
Heart in hell, but living on earth
When death comes around
Don't you wait
For you'll be greeted well
At hells old gates
Standing and waiting for you
At hells old gates