Bloody legs and bloody hands
Bloody necks and bloody heads
A smell of sulphur lays over me
A smell of mould also too
What I see, I know it´s true
A battlefield, strewed with dead bodies
Awful sight, please give me peace
Deliver me from evil´s work
Is it a dream or is it real
Is it illusion or reality
I´m a man
Not an armed murderer
I must leave this state of terror
I must run far, far away
Please hear my call, I must leave now
I tell no lies that´s not a joke

Back from the war
Lay down to the ground
Back from the war
Lay down to the grount
You don´t believe, so march to fight
You´re gonna die like the other men
I´m a man
Not a devil´s soldier
I´m a man
Not an armed murderer
I must leave this state of terror
I must run far, far away
Please let us live, live without war
Please keep the peace, the peace of the world