Silence

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 'til 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