| Song | In A Row |
| Artist | The Vincent Black Shadow |
| Album | El Monstruo |
| Your troop has landed, | |
| And you’re on the run. | |
| You’re out there stranded, | |
| You only got your gun. | |
| For peace and planet, | |
| You know it’s not for fun. | |
| You never planned it, | |
| You were not the one. | |
| This is not an old war story | |
| Like they always told: | |
| This is a nightmare to behold! | |
| So in a row they line up to die, | |
| Breathe in the air | |
| For just one last time, | |
| And try to be strong | |
| While their mothers cry. | |
| So in a row they line up to die! | |
| It seemed so easy, | |
| Cause life was hard. | |
| With hope so fleeting, | |
| You let down your guard, | |
| When you were younger, | |
| With hope and pride - | |
| Now in a place where | |
| It’s kill or die. | |
| This is not an old war story | |
| Like they always told: | |
| This is a nightmare to behold! | |
| So in a row they line up to die, | |
| Breathe in the air | |
| For just one last time, | |
| And try to be strong | |
| While their mothers cry. | |
| So in a row they line up to die! | |
| Looking through my lens, | |
| I see him looking back at me. | |
| We both have no choice: | |
| It’s our destiny. | |
| Cause we both came to fight, | |
| And now we live in fear - | |
| Life will be cut short, | |
| Death is creeping near. | |
| This is not an old war story | |
| Like they always told: | |
| This is a nightmare to behold! | |
| So in a row they line up to die, | |
| Breathe in the air | |
| For just one last time, | |
| And try to be strong | |
| While their mothers cry. | |
| So in a row they line up to die! |
| Your troop has landed, | |
| And you' re on the run. | |
| You' re out there stranded, | |
| You only got your gun. | |
| For peace and planet, | |
| You know it' s not for fun. | |
| You never planned it, | |
| You were not the one. | |
| This is not an old war story | |
| Like they always told: | |
| This is a nightmare to behold! | |
| So in a row they line up to die, | |
| Breathe in the air | |
| For just one last time, | |
| And try to be strong | |
| While their mothers cry. | |
| So in a row they line up to die! | |
| It seemed so easy, | |
| Cause life was hard. | |
| With hope so fleeting, | |
| You let down your guard, | |
| When you were younger, | |
| With hope and pride | |
| Now in a place where | |
| It' s kill or die. | |
| This is not an old war story | |
| Like they always told: | |
| This is a nightmare to behold! | |
| So in a row they line up to die, | |
| Breathe in the air | |
| For just one last time, | |
| And try to be strong | |
| While their mothers cry. | |
| So in a row they line up to die! | |
| Looking through my lens, | |
| I see him looking back at me. | |
| We both have no choice: | |
| It' s our destiny. | |
| Cause we both came to fight, | |
| And now we live in fear | |
| Life will be cut short, | |
| Death is creeping near. | |
| This is not an old war story | |
| Like they always told: | |
| This is a nightmare to behold! | |
| So in a row they line up to die, | |
| Breathe in the air | |
| For just one last time, | |
| And try to be strong | |
| While their mothers cry. | |
| So in a row they line up to die! |