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Blood Upon The Risers
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Metal
Blood Upon The Risers was released on June 19, 2026 by SFMF Music Records as a part of the album Blood Upon The Risers - Single
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Release DateJune 19, 2026
LabelSFMF Music Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DAVID BASYE
DAVID BASYE
Other Instrument
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DAVID BASYE
DAVID BASYE
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DAVID BASYE
DAVID BASYE
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Gory, gory, paratrooper
Gory, gory, paratrooper
Gory, gory, paratrooper
What a helluva way to die
He was just a rookie trooper and he surely shook with fright
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
There was blood upon the risers, there was blood upon the chute
There was blood that came a-trickling down the paratrooper's boot
As he lie there in the welter of his gore
He ain't gonna jump no more
Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die
Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die
With a rifle on his back as he's plunging through the sky
When you're fallin' from a plane and you don't know how to fly
And 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 out into the blast, he ducked and grasped reserve
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
Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die
Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die
With a rifle on his back as he's plunging through the sky
When you're fallin' from a plane and you don't know how to fly
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 medic core and wondered what they'd find
And he ain't gonna jump no more
He hit the ground, the sound was splat, his blood went spurting high
His comrades they were heard to say a helluva way to die
He lay there rolling round in the welter of his gore
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, they rolled 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
Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die
Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die
With a rifle on his back as he's plunging through the sky
When you're fallin' from a plane and you don't know how to fly
And he ain't gonna jump no more
The risers swung 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
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 helluva way to die
Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die
With a rifle on his back as he's plunging through the sky
When you're fallin' from a plane and you don't know how to fly
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Now the letter they sent home went to his wife and baby son
Madam we regret to say your trooper's life is done
But hold your head up high, his name is written in the sky
He ain't gonna jump no more
Now the baby son grew up and said a trooper's life for me
A jumper like my daddy was is all I want to be
I only hope that I can jump just half as good as he
He ain't gonna jump no more
Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die
Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die
With a rifle on his back as he's plunging through the sky
When you're fallin' from a plane and you don't know how to fly
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Gory, gory, paratrooper
Gory, gory, paratrooper
Gory, gory, paratrooper
What a helluva way to die
Written by: DAVID BASYE
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