Millitary game
Not for truth or fame
Soldiers of death
Wanna steal our breath
They all have to die
Taking away the lives
Of innocent people
Who,maybe didn;t even lie...
Eyes of the enemy
Full of hate,I see his face
Time of destiny
Deliverance from disgrace
The odour of war
Intoxicates their heads
They're like a roaring cals
We're like a cheeping rats
Nobody will
Save us from this
But we ourselves
Can give them the death kiss.
Not for truth or fame
Soldiers of death
Wanna steal our breath
They all have to die
Taking away the lives
Of innocent people
Who,maybe didn;t even lie...
Eyes of the enemy
Full of hate,I see his face
Time of destiny
Deliverance from disgrace
The odour of war
Intoxicates their heads
They're like a roaring cals
We're like a cheeping rats
Nobody will
Save us from this
But we ourselves
Can give them the death kiss.