Empty eyes like made of stone Empty streets in (the) darkest night All your previous life is gone Your soul is full of fright They said: destroy, fight for us The war will make you thrive Hold (the) sword and cut through them thus The only chance to survive
(The) hero of the front line Now a shadow in the crowd
Everyday the same red pouring rains Crimson skies filled with blood Spilling out from your swallen veins Fell on (the) earth into the mud
Great times have passed You breath your last
Humbled! Hurt! Crashed! Wound!
Your time's over (So) blaze of glory Honour's burried Withered laurels
Cold steel's broken Out of favour Left, abandoned Blanked out saviour
(The) hero of the front line Now a shadow in the crowd After the wartime Agaist all odds now, you're staying grand and proud.
You're lost in (the) world Try to deny the simple truth You can't suppose The joy that you can't find Don't stop, just run Don't even look behind!