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