Текст песни The Firing Ground

20 years old David was called up. A chance for him to become a real man.
Dressed in a uniform, with a machine-gun in his hands
went to the firing place
with his new mates. Entrenching,
obstacle race were not difficult for David to
do. He was a perfectly fit boy. But then it was time to play with fire.Dead Infection - The Firing Ground - http://ru.motolyrics.com/dead-infection/the-firing-ground-lyrics.html
Something he couldn't cope with. Throwing the hand-grenade wasn't quite

simple. He delayed too long.
It exploded in his hands. David got torn apart.
There was nothing left of him. Ground not mingled with David's intestines.