I'm feeling cheerful and almost ebullient after passing through the gauntlet of enlistment, and with the backwards way my brain is wired this happy state of mind can only mean that...
IT'S DARK AND MORBID LYRICS TIME!!!
"Decades" by Joy Division
Here are the young men, the weight on their shoulders,
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber,
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in,
Watched from the wings as the scenes were replaying,
We saw ourselves now as we never had seen.
Portrayal of the trauma and degeneration,
The sorrows we suffered and never were free.
Where have they been?
Where have they been?
Where have they been?
Where have they been?
Weary inside, now our heart's lost forever,
Can't replace the fear, or the thrill of the chase,
Each ritual showed up the door for our wanderings,
Open then shut, then slammed in our face.
Where have they been?
Where have they been?
Where have they been?
Where have they been?
And here's a YouTube link to the song:
http://youtu.be/PMAB3r6EjcM