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Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end <br />No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend <br />running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all <br />Victim of what said should be <br />a servant `til I fall <br /> <br />Soldier boy, made of clay <br />now an empty shell <br />twenty one, only son <br />but he served us well <br />Bred to kill, not to care <br />just do as we say <br />finished here, Greeting Death <br />he's yours to take away <br /> <br />Back to the front <br />you will do what I say, when I say <br />Back to the front <br />you will die when I say, you must die <br />Back to the front <br />you coward <br />you servant <br />you blindman <br /> <br />Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now <br />sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow <br />More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends <br />bodies fill the fields I see <br />the slaughter never ends <br /> <br />Soldier boy, made of clay <br />now an empty shell <br />twenty one, only son <br />but he served us well <br />Bred to kill, not to care <br />just do as we say <br />finished here, Greeting Death <br />he's yours to take away <br /> <br />Back to the front <br />you will do what I say, when I say <br />Back to the front <br />you will die when I say, you must die <br />Back to the front <br />you coward <br />you servant <br />you blindman <br /> <br />Why, Am I dying? <br />Kill, have no fear <br />Lie, live off lying <br />Hell, Hell is here <br /> <br />I was born for dying <br /> <br />Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say <br />had no chance to see myself, molded day by day <br />Looking back I realize, nothing have I done <br />left to die with only friend <br />Alone I clench my gun <br /> <br />Soldier boy, made of clay <br />now an empty shell <br />twenty one, only son <br />but he served us well <br />Bred to kill, not to care <br />just do as we say <br />finished here, Greeting Death <br />he's yours to take away <br /> <br />Back to the front <br />you will do what I say, when I say <br />Back to the front <br />you will die when I say, you must die <br />Back to the front <br />you coward <br />you servant <br />you blindman <br /> <br />Back to the front.
New song lyrics
Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end <br />No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend <br />running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all <br />Victim of what said should be <br />a servant `til I fall <br /> <br />Soldier boy, made of clay <br />now an empty shell <br />twenty one, only son <br />but he served us well <br />Bred to kill, not to care <br />just do as we say <br />finished here, Greeting Death <br />he's yours to take away <br /> <br />Back to the front <br />you will do what I say, when I say <br />Back to the front <br />you will die when I say, you must die <br />Back to the front <br />you coward <br />you servant <br />you blindman <br /> <br />Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now <br />sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow <br />More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends <br />bodies fill the fields I see <br />the slaughter never ends <br /> <br />Soldier boy, made of clay <br />now an empty shell <br />twenty one, only son <br />but he served us well <br />Bred to kill, not to care <br />just do as we say <br />finished here, Greeting Death <br />he's yours to take away <br /> <br />Back to the front <br />you will do what I say, when I say <br />Back to the front <br />you will die when I say, you must die <br />Back to the front <br />you coward <br />you servant <br />you blindman <br /> <br />Why, Am I dying? <br />Kill, have no fear <br />Lie, live off lying <br />Hell, Hell is here <br /> <br />I was born for dying <br /> <br />Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say <br />had no chance to see myself, molded day by day <br />Looking back I realize, nothing have I done <br />left to die with only friend <br />Alone I clench my gun <br /> <br />Soldier boy, made of clay <br />now an empty shell <br />twenty one, only son <br />but he served us well <br />Bred to kill, not to care <br />just do as we say <br />finished here, Greeting Death <br />he's yours to take away <br /> <br />Back to the front <br />you will do what I say, when I say <br />Back to the front <br />you will die when I say, you must die <br />Back to the front <br />you coward <br />you servant <br />you blindman <br /> <br />Back to the front.
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