Lead through air
Through your flesh
No regrets
In this battlefield
You were born to
Die!
Soldier of the neverending war
Fallen to the ground
Like your father before you
The meaning of life
Lead through air
Through your flesh
No regrets
And you feel hollow
As you are in pain
Waiting for oblivion
To heal your bleeding wounds
Soldier!
March!
Forward!
Fall!
