World War - Solace

Dressed in Berlin black

I was only playing

Disguise my words to fool you

From what I was saying

Mud trench

Meat stench

The Fatherland is looking on

Grip you in a luger lock…

This will be the big one

World war

Noone would believe me

World war

Noone’s a winner

Noone’s a loser…

Just a dead friend

Heaven heaven

Give me pride

Give me a golden hand

Smash them with an iron rule

Spit them out like sand

Sit and wait

Then run like hell

Run like hell

One time again

Sow the seeds of hate

Underneath destruction…

World war

Noone would believe me

World war

Noone’s a winner

Noone’s a loser…

Just a dead friend