[l: Kaerki, m: Cabeza/Blomovist]



I rise from my trench

Blood rushing in my head

Out into no-man's land

Out to join the dead



Sick of living, unwilling to die

Killing just to stay alive



On frozen fields of horror

March through the firestorm

Mangeled victims lay

Forgotten and forlorn



To voiceless cries only

The deaf ad here

Blinded I rage uncontrolled



Fool killing fool

Conflict makes us tick

Pig killing pig

The human race is sick



Pain twist my body

As my enemy splits my face

Another fucking victim

Left to die in a bloody haze