Silence

Mountains of wasted corpses
And bullets much too close
Sentenced to eternal silence
The bunker is their grave

The piercing screams of wounded and silence from the dead

War is just like a nightmare
From which you won't awake
A nightmare eternal
Will haunt you 'til you're dead

The piercing screams of wounded and silence from the dead

Slaves to the war crawling on your knees
Its hunger keeps growing as you're feeding the machine
Risking your life without ever knowing why
Shots called from high above while you've been left to die

Mountains of wasted corpses
And bullets much too close
Sentenced to eternal silence
The bunker is their grave

The piercing screams of wounded and silence from the dead