I see corpses
Vultures fly around

As their bodies
Rot on the sacred ground
I see terror

Fear is all around
As I hold my rifle
I will shot man down


I walk in the street
Battlefield is gone

No bodies no blood
There is no war...


I can't escape from them
From engraved memories
All my spirit

Roams corrupted
I see terror
Fear is all around

As I hold my rifle
I will shot man down


From the forgotten past
It is possesing me
As my body

Somewhere rots gutted

I can hear them

But I can't see them...

I can feel them

But I can't find them...

I want them dead

But I can't hurt them...

I want to shoot them

But I can't make them bleed

I start to run

And try to hold my line
I take the gun
Spot and aim the enemy

I see them
I'll try one more time...
To kill them

To win this battle...

FIRE!