3 acessos
The talisman of my mother in my hands I hold tigh
The sands of time are running low we are ready for attack
I see the silent faces of my brothers awaiting
To hear the sign
The battlefield- it calls my name
Lifeless bodies- they show me the way
I'm standing wakeful in the line of death
The battlefield calling my name
Running in the mud and snow
To escape from the bombs
My life passes before my eyes and eternity is close
I'm searching somewere for
A refuge to breath again and pray
I am still alive