Medic Songtext
von Iron Lung

In the fields of pointless military conflict
Runs a man armed with needles and gauze
No bombs of death or guns of destruction
Just skills and tools to make men live long enough
Constant triage
Crawling from corpse to corpse His work is never ending
Amidst the insanity the medic sees two truths
Screaming dulls the pain
When the screaming stops
Move on, he's gone