To the wall-- claims the soldier
My last steps march to the d**h
Last wills! Hell! This is idiotism
f** off to me, f** off to all of you
To the d**h-- I raise my head
My last moments--it's my existing
countdown
A cry for mercy trapped in my throat
But even in hell there's a place for
cowards
The burning sun over my head
The troop is comin'- compa**ion I
dismiss
Sentence of d**h pounding on my
back
There's no hiding when you're
thrown
against the wall
To paradise, the priest is saying . . .
blessing my d**h
He's standing in front of me . . .
his merciful sight sickens me
He says that soon I'll have my
judgement . . .
I'll kneel down in front of the Lord
And he asks me to regret my sins. . .
but it's too late
Growling words from the bible. . .
raising my agony
Oh God!. . .
how I'd like to have my hands untied
The wall I'm facing now
Seeing my life going through my
eyes
Feeling d**h behind my back
An acrid taste of defeat tormenting
my
last years
And when I feel my body being. . .
Punched. . . Smashed
There's no pain . . . just silence
My last breath echoing . . . spreading
through the air
My body in pieces. . . a stream of
blood . . .
Bloody drops whipping the wall
The silent wall that has understood
my silence
The silence that was a prisoner of
my soul
Is my soul that now is the ruler of
the world
To the wall