Sickness often, often attends me
I'm ruled by pain
Tortured memories burning my brain
Oh, make it end
Killed for nothing
Killed by no-one
I was just a boy
Weak and lonely, cold and bloody
Give me a hand

Cared by many, but I know none
My life has gone
Rage and anger tearing through me
Whose God will pay?

Made me fight for you
Made me die for you
You and your sick God
You hope to be loved
We're all swept away, so you can have your day
On blooded knees for you
Heaven calls to you

But I won't die without
Without your heart
In my hand