Nhạc sĩ: James Hetfield, Kirk Hammett, Lars Ulrich
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Bodies fill the fields I see Hungry heroes end No one to blame, told you now No one to pretend Running blind through killing fields Prepped to kill them all Victim of what *** should be A servant till I fall Folk are born, made them play Now an empty shale Twenty-one, only son But he served his will Prepped to kill, not to care Do just as we say This is him, raining death He comes to take away Back to the front You will do what I say when I say Back to the front You will die when I say you must die Back to the front You coward, you servant, you blind man Barking a machine gun fire There's nothing to me now Sounding of the clock that ticks Can you screw it somehow? More a man, more stripes you wear Glory seeker trends Bodies fill the fields I see The slaughter never ends Folk are born, made them play Now an empty shale Twenty-one, only son But he served his will Prepped to kill, not to care Do just as we say This is him, raining death He comes to take away Back to the front You will do what I say when I say Back to the front You will die when I say you must die Back to the front You coward, you servant, you blind man Why am I dying? Hell, have no fear Why am I dying? Hell, have no fear Why am I dying? Hell, have no fear Why am I dying? Hell, have no fear Why am I dying? Hell, hell is here I was born for dying Life planned out before my birth Nothing could I say Had no chance to see myself Molded day by day Looking back I realize Nothing have I done Left to die with only friends Alone I clench my gun Soldiers born, made them play Now an empty shale Twenty-one, only son But he served his will Prepped to kill, not to care Do just as we say This is him, raining death He comes to take away Back to the front You will do what I say when I say Back to the front You will die when I say you must die You must die Back to the front You coward, you servant, you blind man Back to the front You coward, you servant, you blind man Back to the front