Bodies
fill
the
fields
I
see,
hungry
heroes
end
No
one
to
play
soldier
now,
no
one
to
pretend
Running
blind
through
killing
fields,
bred
to
kill
them
all
Victim
of
what
said
should
be,
a
servant
till
I
fall
Soldier
boy,
made
of
clay
Now
an
empty
shell
Twenty-one,
only
son
But
he
served
us
well
Bred
to
kill,
not
to
care
Do
just
as
we
say
Finished
here.
Greetings,
Death,
He's
yours
to
take
away
Back
to
the
front
You
will
do
what
I
say,
when
I
say
Back
to
the
front
You
will
die
when
I
say,
you
must
die
Back
to
the
front
You
coward,
you
servant,
you
blind
man
Barking
of
machine-gun
fire
does
nothing
to
me
now
Sounding
of
the
clock
that
ticks,
get
used
to
it
somehow
More
a
man,
more
stripes
you
wear,
glory-seeker
trends
Bodies
fill
the
fields
I
see
The
slaughter
never
ends
Soldier
boy,
made
of
clay
Now
an
empty
shell
Twenty-one,
only
son
But
he
served
us
well
Bred
to
kill,
not
to
care
Do
just
as
we
say
Finished
here.
Greetings,
Death,
He's
yours
to
take
away
Back
to
the
front
You
will
do
what
I
say,
when
I
say
Back
to
the
front
You
will
die
when
I
say,
you
must
die
Back
to
the
front
You
coward,
you
servant,
you
blind
man
Why
am
I
dying?
Kill,
have
no
fear
Lie,
live
off
lying
Hell,
hell
is
here
I
was
born
for
dying
Life
planned
out
before
my
birth,
nothing
could
I
say
Had
no
chance
to
see
myself,
molded
day
by
day
Looking
back
I
realize,
nothing
have
I
done
Left
to
die
with
only
friend
Alone
I
clench
my
gun
Soldier
boy,
made
of
clay
Now
an
empty
shell
Twenty-one,
only
son
But
he
served
us
well
Bred
to
kill,
not
to
care
Just
do
as
we
say
Finished
here.
Greetings,
Death,
He's
yours
to
take
away
Back
to
the
front
You
will
do
what
I
say,
when
I
say
Back
to
the
front
You
will
die
when
I
say,
you
must
die
Back
to
the
front
You
coward,
you
servant,
you
blind
man
Back
to
the
front