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Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end |
| [01:41.91] |
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend |
| [01:47.15] |
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all |
| [01:52.57] |
Victim of what said should be |
| [01:55.34] |
Aservant `til I fall |
| [01:57.50] |
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| [01:57.95] |
Soldier boy, made of clay |
| [02:00.58] |
Now an empty shell |
| [02:02.61] |
Twenty one, only son |
| [02:05.24] |
But he served us well |
| [02:07.35] |
Bred to kill, not to care |
| [02:10.04] |
Just do as we say |
| [02:12.08] |
Finished here, Greeting Death |
| [02:14.78] |
Hes yours to take away |
| [02:17.41] |
|
| [02:33.17] |
Back to the front |
| [02:34.45] |
You will do what I say, when I say |
| [02:38.29] |
Back to the front |
| [02:39.88] |
You will die when I say, you must die |
| [02:43.43] |
Back to the front |
| [02:44.86] |
You coward , you servant, you blindman |
| [02:50.02] |
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| [02:50.25] |
Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now |
| [02:55.65] |
Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow |
| [03:01.01] |
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends |
| [03:06.27] |
Bodies fill the fields I see |
| [03:08.94] |
The slaughter never ends |
| [03:11.00] |
|
| [03:11.68] |
Soldier boy, made of clay |
| [03:14.36] |
Now an empty shell |
| [03:16.38] |
Twenty one, only son |
| [03:19.09] |
But he served us well |
| [03:21.08] |
Bred to kill, not to care |
| [03:23.77] |
Just do as we say |
| [03:25.80] |
Finished here, Greeting Death |
| [03:28.54] |
Hes yours to take away |
| [03:30.85] |
|
| [03:46.89] |
Back to the front |
| [03:48.16] |
You will do what I say, when I say |
| [03:52.10] |
Back to the front |
| [03:53.83] |
You will die when I say, you must die |
| [03:57.16] |
Back to the front |
| [03:58.71] |
You coward, you servant, you blindman |
| [04:03.04] |
|
| [05:32.85][04:15.36] |
Why, Am I dying? |
| [05:35.33][04:17.85] |
Kill, have no fear |
| [05:37.70][04:20.45] |
Lie, live off lying |
| [05:40.20][04:22.89] |
Hell, Hell is here |
| [04:26.59] |
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| [05:44.19] |
I was born for dying |
| [05:50.15] |
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| [06:00.00] |
Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say |
| [06:05.42] |
Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day |
| [06:10.79] |
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done |
| [06:16.23] |
Left to die with only friend |
| [06:19.02] |
Alone I clench my gun |
| [06:21.00] |
|
| [06:21.73] |
Soldier boy, made of clay |
| [06:24.34] |
Now an empty shell |
| [06:26.41] |
Twenty one, only son |
| [06:29.06] |
But he served us well |
| [06:31.40] |
Bred to kill, not to care |
| [06:33.95] |
Just do as we say |
| [06:35.98] |
Finished here, Greeting Death |
| [06:38.80] |
Hes yours to take away |
| [06:42.15] |
|
| [06:59.01] |
Back to the front |
| [07:00.35] |
You will do what I say, when I say |
| [07:04.24] |
Back to the front |
| [07:05.89] |
You will die when I say, you must die |
| [07:09.37] |
Back to the front |
| [07:11.28] |
You coward, you servant, you blindman |
| [07:35.75][07:30.63][07:25.43][07:20.25][07:14.83] |
Back to the front |
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