"I was killed in the field of battle" 
By Anla-Shok

I was killed in the field of battle
On a cold winter day.
Your bullet pierced my lonely heart
And I felt life slip away.

I staggered, and fell to my knees
Upon the glistening snow.
Thoughts rushed in and out of my mind
As time began to slow.

I thought of what I'd done wrong,
Why I fell to thee.
Of what I would do if I could do it again,
Questions and answers came to me.

I knew now just where to look,
And saw other places to run.
'Twas a lesson learned but learned too late.
For my time had already come.

And as I fell I saw your face,
The one who sent me to my grave.
I'd never forget what you'd done to me:
You triumph a coward, whilst I die brave.

I collapsed on the ground and breathed my last,
The darkness swam over me.
But as I thought that all was lost,
I opened my eyes, and found I could see.

I have returned, behind our lines,
Healthy, warm, and fed.
I am no ghost, no trick, no saint,
Just a mere mortal, back from the dead.

I walk out to the field again,
My heart beating once more.
My lessons pass before my eyes,
As I journey to settle the score.
 
I was killed on the field of battle,
And now I stand where I fell.
Returned, I have, and shall face you again.
And send you straight to hell.