The soldiers are blue and the indians are red We're fighting so hard just to keep up our heads Shooting and killing is all that we know We are all unknown
Running trough smoke with the fear in my eyes See all the soldiers they stare at the skies They are all dead but I'm still here alive I will never die
Slow... here I go... I stand so tall....
I stand so tall, I will not grow old I hear the song, the warsong I face the truth, with the blind and the fool We hear the song, the warsong
Blinded by glory I'll keep up the fight Trough darkness I go and I've got you in sight Pulling the trigger you are out of the game I don't feel ashamed
Trough darkness and wind, fire and rain I am going without feeling the pain I am the last and I can't see the light Killing is my right