Tell me the number of people you kill Tell me the number of in ecstasy over your steel. You are dreaming to come like hero But being to go to hell. Your are empty, and only fire that makes you fell. You are in homeliness. You are a war son, war is you Ready to start the mortal game against people you.
soldiers of the world And you say this worlds last word United soldiers of the And you will say this worlds last
When you peacefully look at your family With the happy during your holiday life It comes to you that those times have And can be done. can be done!
Dying father asked to fuck others war off, Crying mother cuddled you you off, didnt care as he went the same direction to death, With the difference that his was dope.
And those who laughed at other were both. But now are dying one in a den like a worm, The other like in a trench, trench, trench. And you, brothers, are the same photo
You are a war son, war is you You are a war son, war is you You are a war son, war is you You are a war son, war is you You are a war son, war is you Ready to the mortal game against people like you.
soldiers of the world And you say this worlds last word United of the world And you will say this last word
When you look at your family photo the happy faces during your holiday life It comes to you that those have gone And can be done. can be done!