Devil's Gate
For it was without a doubt that we would leave,
For time was of all imprtance and home a relief.
Now that we're here, we can't wait to go home,
With to much time, and not enough alone.
We think about our loved ones night and day.
Knowing we won't see them in too many ways.
The telephone a relief, and the computer a best friend.
We rely on these to keep up cheer till the day ends.
When we leave our gates and head into the unknown,
Nervous apprehension is what fills the soul.
Danger awaits around every corner,
We watch ourselves and eachother.
Things change to often and the danger stays the same,
For tonight we go out into the world of the insane.
With each passing moment we wait for the new,
Of when we get to go home, to live with our family anew.
Starting over again, we can't wait.
But first we must get through the Devil's Gate.
