Angriff

Rows and rows of crosses, standing in the sand, statues of the fallen, watching over this land. The tombs of unknown soldiers, lay tilted in decay, another year passes, on this remembrance day. There's a hole in the sky, I've got blood running in my eye. I am exposed, to forged attrition A battle cry for remission the smoke filled air burns my hair. Filled with toxic nerve dispare there's no way to get back another order to attack. Kampfbereit, in der zeit Commraden derfen wirnisht furgessen die blunen liegen auf sein korper das requiem fur den letsten. Rows and rows of crosses, standing in teh sand, statues of the fallen watching over this land. The tombs of unknown soldiers, lay tilted in decay, another year passes, on this remembrance day. The unforgiven run at night, aiming with their riffle sites. The give their all, when their called, To save the masses, and take the fall. It's sad but true, it never ends. The constant conflict without mends. The final struggled from within will end up with out misery. The good, the bad, it's all sad nothing left but a body bag.