Текст песни 101 Airborne Division — Blood upon the risers
He checked off his equipment and made sure his pack was tight;
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar,
"You ain't gonna jump no more!"
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
he ain't gonna jump no more!
"Is everybody happy?" cried the Sergeant looking up,
Our Hero feebly answered "Yes," and then they stood him up;
He jumped into the icy blast, his static line unhooked,
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock,
He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt the awful drop,
The silk from his reserve spilled out and wrapped around his legs,
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome,
Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones;
The canopy became his shroud; he hurtled to the ground.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
The days he'd lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind,
He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind;
He thought about the medics, and wondered what they'd find,
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild,
The medics jumped and screamed with glee, rolled up their sleeves and smiled,
For it had been a week or more since last a 'chute had failed,
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
He hit the ground, the sound was "SPLAT" his blood went spurting high,
His comrades were all heard to say "A hell of a way to die!"
He lay there rolling round in the welter of his gore,
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the chute,
Intestines were a'dangling from his Paratrooper suit,
He was a mess, they picked him up and poured him from his boots,
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
And he ain't gonna jump no more!
Текст добавил: Андрей Курышев
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Текст песни 101 Airborne Division Song — Blood upon the risers рассказывает о новобранце-первопроходце, который катастрофически провалил свой первый парашютный прыжок и погиб в ходе выполнения задания. Перед прыжком он проводил контрольное оснащение, пытаясь успокоить себя, но слушал ужасный рев двигателей и предчувствовал беду. Напряжение времени поднималось, и он всё больше пугался. Сержант задавал вопросы, и он убедительно кивал в ответ — хотелось как-то успокоить ситуацию. Но при прыжке что-то пошло не так — его статический трос отстёгнулся, и он упал, другой трос обвился вокруг его шеи, а шлем ударился о конструкцию самолёта при прохождении двери при выходе в небо. По пути вниз он чувствовал ветер и холод, а когда осталось мало до земли, он ощутил удар и свернулся в кучу около взбудораженных командиров. Лежа на земле, он думал об узкой девушке, которую покинул там, и о том, что найдут ли что-нибудь кроме его разбросанных вокруг кишок и крови. Коллеги ощутили злорадство от его неудачи, а медики занялись своим делом, хотя последний неудавшийся прыжок был недавно. Однако это никак не помогает погибшему новобранцу, и весь текст песни наполнен грустными и ужасающими описаниями медленной и выматывающей смерти..