Your troop has landed, And you’re on the run. You’re out there stranded, You only got your gun. For peace and planet, You know it’s not for fun. You never planned it, You were not the one. This is not an old war story Like they always told: This is a nightmare to behold! So in a row they line up to die, Breathe in the air For just one last time, And try to be strong While their mothers cry. So in a row they line up to die! It seemed so easy, Cause life was hard. With hope so fleeting, You let down your guard, When you were younger, With hope and pride - Now in a place where It’s kill or die. This is not an old war story Like they always told: This is a nightmare to behold! So in a row they line up to die, Breathe in the air For just one last time, And try to be strong While their mothers cry. So in a row they line up to die! Looking through my lens, I see him looking back at me. We both have no choice: It’s our destiny. Cause we both came to fight, And now we live in fear - Life will be cut short, Death is creeping near. This is not an old war story Like they always told: This is a nightmare to behold! So in a row they line up to die, Breathe in the air For just one last time, And try to be strong While their mothers cry. So in a row they line up to die!
Your troop has landed, And you’re on the run. You’re out there stranded, You only got your gun. For peace and planet, You know it’s not for fun. You never planned it, You were not the one. This is not an old war story Like they always told: This is a nightmare to behold! So in a row they line up to die, Breathe in the air For just one last time, And try to be strong While their mothers cry. So in a row they line up to die! It seemed so easy, Cause life was hard. With hope so fleeting, You let down your guard, When you were younger, With hope and pride - Now in a place where It’s kill or die. This is not an old war story Like they always told: This is a nightmare to behold! So in a row they line up to die, Breathe in the air For just one last time, And try to be strong While their mothers cry. So in a row they line up to die! Looking through my lens, I see him looking back at me. We both have no choice: It’s our destiny. Cause we both came to fight, And now we live in fear - Life will be cut short, Death is creeping near. This is not an old war story Like they always told: This is a nightmare to behold! So in a row they line up to die, Breathe in the air For just one last time, And try to be strong While their mothers cry. So in a row they line up to die!
