Analysis of SOLDIER'S TALE

If you've never been there
I'm not sure that you'll see
The smell of smoke in the air
And bullets flying right past me
And right then, in my darkest hour
God's Grace hits me with His power

I saw my friends  fall down
And some won't ever rise again
Silent prayer, the bloody ground
Don't know if dry tears will end
But even as I fire my own gun
I heard God say, I'm with you my son

So much pain, I wish to forget
How can I ever make you see
The tears I couldn't let go yet
‘Cause the bullets were seeking me
See the enemy in my sights
There on so many different nights

Far in a foreign place I never knew
Got to fight on, only way to get out
I'm not sure words will ever show you
World's are shattered at a rifles shout
And as the rifles, at last silent fell
So did my tears, like from a hidden well

I guess my heart shattered that day
And sometimes my mind as well
But over time I relearned to pray
And so our story I'll try and tell
I can say, if you've never been there
Fall down and lift a thankful prayer