歌词
Mountains of wasted corpses
And bullets much too close
Sentenced to eternal silence
The bunker is their grave
The piercing screams of wounded and silence from the dead
War is just like a nightmare
From which you won't awake
A nightmare eternal
Will haunt you till you're dead
The piercing screams of wounded and silence from the dead
Slaves to the war crawling on your knees
Its hunger keeps growing as you're feeding the machine
Risking your life without ever knowing why
Shots called from high above while you've been left to die
Mountains of wasted corpses
And bullets much too close
Sentenced to eternal silence
The bunker is their grave
The piercing screams of wounded and silence from the dead
