They are called the heroes of our age,
Who are marching to the d**h by command.
Our lives for the state!-they shout,
While the past is losing in the grey mystery.
They are k**ing for us, But not of their own free will.
They are cleaning the world by a violent change,
What's good for the humanity.
It's called war by them, But they only slaughter us.
Trampling like machines over the dead bodies,
What are fallen in the front-line.
Why don't they ask us, If need the change at this f**in' expense?
Why should the innocents' blood overflow For the True Cause?
Why don't they hear the painful Echoes of the screams?
The innocents' blood overflow. The mission is murder.
f** you! Common! Are they soldiers or heroes?
Oh, no! They're only puppets and murderers!