Life is a nightmare Your dirty fighter Days after days A price to be paid Soldiers are marching Nights after nights Turning to ashes Crying for brides Breathing your last breath Thinking your last thought Wearing your last cloth Wait get it worse
War life War time You should ask yourself War life War time Disappear in hell
Sightless when grieving Restless when fighting Just in case Process is endless Thinking is hopeless Facing your doubles Raging like you
I will probably come back Losing everything fears I can hardly count all demons Sitting on my tiny neck Yes I started my own war Yes I disappeared in dungeon What am I – a human being? Or a soldier machine?