The scars have long since healed I lie in waste still The monster I've become to serve Country Their eyes still cut with piercing intensity To take my own life is to wash Hands clean
A true hero scarred for life The bodies piled under my name
Under orders but a butcher just the same
No wounds on my body Shattered wars long ago
Dead are so silent They welcome me home
Freedom from the living Greatest gift I've ever received
As the tensions mounting And the trigger so close I often question why I held on so fucking longTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
