The armies they keep marching
  Towards their deadly goal
  I'm standing in their rows
  Dying is my soul
  
  Father, Mother
  Help me in this misery
  Father, Mother
  Peace will never be
  Father, mother
  Soon I will join you
  Father, Mother
  To hell is where I'm going to
  
  Brother against Brother
  Man against Man
  Killing eachother
  Never again
  
  Killing for religious reasons
  Killing for superiority
  Countless Soldiers falling
  And are rotting helplessly
  
  Awaiting the enemies charge
  With a rifle in my hand
  To look a soldier in his eyes
  And put his life to an end
  
  Hit by a machine gun burst
  Falling to the ground
  The only thing, that is left
  Is the gun's so deadly sound
  
  The last thing before I die
  A soldier standing over me
  His gun is pointing at my head
  And so he'll release me from my pain.