In the far east there lies The soul of a man left behind His silver wings they still shine In the pacific sunrise Under the shroud of night He gave it his best fight With his rifle by his side And the enemy in sight In the war He didn't die Still he gave up his life His green beret has found rest Clutched against his mother's chest Finally a peace without war Peace from the trouble he bore What would you say What would you pray The fight would not end His only way out was death