Black Sky

Waiting to make a movement

I'm ready to break this silence

Hidden under this burning sand

Lost in a no man's land

I defend my position

To protect my nation

The thousand miles from my wife

So close to lost my life

Death, Bombs, Guns,

What am I doing?

Death, Bombs, Guns,

What should I do?

I want to die

Under the black sky

Corrupted by the industrials

You're used to lie to take control

No respect for the nations

You plead the war that's so fucking