As we wake up in the morning,
The sun breaches the valley gates;
We know the direction we're going,
In preparation of come what may,

We bomb up all our pouches,
All that we can carry;
Coms check, round chambered,
Let's try control our fate.

Each next step we make,
Unsure of what will blow;
The boys are up the front,
Clearing the path that we will go.

As we head towards the fight,
A shot rings out, jobs on let's go;
Exchanging rounds with the enemy,
We count the kills as we go.

As the lulls get longer,
The valley is losing light;
A fighting withdrawal is in action,
Let's get back before the night.