Young men sent to the war to kill each other
Lives thrown away by the obsession of certain
Motivated by their families, to honor their ones
Their minds totally twist by...

March – your fate has been written
Fight – you must be brave
Win – the battle with rage
Reach the bottom and come back to relief
You’re the next to be promoted

Controled like machines
Made to kill
Dead men don’t breath my air
Dead men make no shadow

Sign your death contract and work
Show the civilization your love for them
Show your madness, your fucking medals
Your families are gonna be grateful for the great job