Testo di Soldier

Cold guns teach you how to kill You become a soldier with your arms Slaughter and death waiting for you You like as a sacrifice for nation's lines Can't take back humanity in guilty times Can't take back humanity in trap Muzzel teach you to more than kill You become a beast in loud shot Slaughter and death ever day affair You life as a sacrufuce for nation's power No close your eyes, no cover your ears from tragic song in Killing fields There's no joy of life, there's no if mind No close your eyes no cover your ears from tragic song in Killing fields There's just a heap of corpses in cold mud