Veteran
(c) 2002 Sergey 'Jin' Bostandzhyan
Digging the trenches we were digging our graves
Thoughts of great heroes made us feel safe
We were immortal and famous for years
But we were wrong, it ended in tears
I should have died before
To not see this horror
What are we fighting for?
Whom do we follow?
Death raising its' scythe
Is the only friend
It will set me free
Gently take my hand
Lead me all the way
To a sweet demise
Take me through the days
Through the remnant of my life
So many lives laid to waste
Perspectives erased
Whine of the bullets
Is setting the pace
A million ways
Decision awaits
If death is the finish line
Then life is a race
Another day, again we try
To push the enemy aside
Our lives willing to sacrifice
No time for beeing sorry
Another field, another fight
All rules of war have been applied
We fought together and we died
Remember days of glory
Take me home
To a silent grave
May rest my soul
In freedom and in peace
Sitting alone I wake through the night
Flashes of pain burnt into my mind
Honor the fallen, remember my friends
When death reunites, my solitude will end
Veteran
Veteran
Veteran
Veteran
