3 acessos
Taste the iron
in your mouth
See the dying
it makes you numb
Hear the crying
horrendous sounds
Sense the cold
that keeps growing
Comes from within
as soul is bound
Smell the fear
it keeps you going, on
Ch:
Afraid you´ll never make it home
It would break you
The first kill is the worst
Don´t wanna die alone
But it completes you
The first kill is the worst
Blood covers
the path you chose
Always appeal
that this is war
Among the unit
you´re in solitude
Scream it out
when no one hears
You think it´s
either them or you
Another day
fulfills your fears, no!