Thunder in the distance, the battle begins The enemy is on the attack The smoke of the pulver is taking your breath Kill or be killed--face this fact
The ditch in front of you now turns to a grave For thousands of soldiers who died Smell the smell of burnt & rotting flesh A pleasure for the demons of war The cries of the wounded are stealing your mind Once more death falls from the sky Look around you search for your combats In blood they must lie
Slaughtered corpses are covering the plain A secret mist at the dawn Somewhere moaning Some take their last breath You lie among them in pain Th wounds of your body are yawning wide A senseless war no-one won The bell is tolling the world is turning black No-one will pray when your gone
The ditch in front of you now turns to a grave For thousands of soldiers who died You smelled the smell of burned rotting flesh A pleasure for the demons of war The cries of the wounded had stealing your mind Once more death falls from the sky You looked and searched for your friends Like them in their blood you lie
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The generals in shelters had nothing to fear For them the war was just a game Millions of soldiers trampled in graves the cries of their mothers in vein
One more stupid order just moving a banner Sent innocent people to hell They never know the embarre of war The fear and pain the soldiers felt
The ditch in front of you now turns to a grave For thousands of soldiers who died You smelled the smell of burned rotting flesh A pleasure for the demons of war The cries of the wounded had stealing your mind Once more death falls from the sky You looked and searched for your friends Like them in their blood you lieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
