[Prolog:] When I?d attained the age of seventeen My parents send me to a cadet school All may fellow students were like me Coming from distinguished homes They treated us hard, but not unfairly They drilled us and we learned to stand straigth We looked s fine in our uniforms Ans our parents were so proud of us We went to many fancy dress balls And met the sisters of our fellow friends And also women that we shouldn?t know But hese were things that we kept for ourselves We didn?t had the faintest notion What fighting on the battleground means In those days everything was glorious And the departure was not easy for us The rain ships my face and like strucked by lightning My comrade falls near by my side I creep over him, I pull him back - hopefully he is alive Through smoke, fire and blood, through all that hellfire I carry him save to our camp But in my exitement I lost attention That something has taken his soul Was it worth the price - This human sacrifice I have tried it with might and main Alas, but I had to underlay Against the d**h everything?s in vain I was just a puppet in a play I?m wounded and sick My comrade beside me Is wounded and struggles with d**h I try t help him as best as I can In all this horror and pain In blaze, blood and danger with kindred emotions I try to ease his mind But deep dark shadow that move like monsters Shake him and take him away Was it worth the price This human sacrifice I have... Now war is over but I?m still in service. I survived in this horrible dream I miss my brother, who deserted the colours He wrote me, he is alive By nighfall they called me for an execution But oh God what did I see These clear proud eyes where the eyes of my brother I close my eyes as I shoot Was it worth the price This human sacrifice I have...