I see corpses
Vultures fly around
As their bodies
Rot on the sacred ground
I see terror
Fear is all around
As I hold my rifle
I will shot man down

I walk in the street
Battlefield is gone
No bodies no blood
There is no war...

I can't escape from them
From engraved memories
All my spirit
Roams corrupted
I see terror
Fear is all around
As I hold my rifle
I will shot man down

From the forgotten past
It is possesing me
As my body
Somewhere rots gutted

I can hear them
But I can't see them...

I can feel them
But I can't find them...

I want them dead
But I can't hurt them...

I want to shoot them
But I can't make them bleed

I start to run
And try to hold my line
I take the gun
Spot and aim the enemy
I see them
I'll try one more time...
To kill them
To win this battle...

FIRE!