Back from the War

Bloody legs and bloody hands

Bloody necks and bloody heads

A smell of sulphur lays over me

A smell of mould also too

What I see, I know it's true

A battlefield, strewed with dead bodies

Awful sight, please give me peace

Deliver me from evil's work

Is it a dream or is it real

Is it illusion or reality

I'm a man

Not an armed murderer

I must leave this state of terror

I must run far, far away

Please hear my call, I must leave now

I tell no lies that's not a joke

Back from the war

Lay down to the ground

Back from the war

Lay down to the grount

You don't believe, so march to fight

You're gonna die like the other men

I'm a man

Not a devil's soldier

I'm a man

Not an armed murderer

I must leave this state of terror

I must run far, far away

Please let us live, live without war

Please keep the peace, the peace of the world