Abrekadaver - The Price Of War lyrics

Soldiers dismembered by splinters of grenades Countries and cultures destroyed by the envy Of religious with power between their hands Fighting between them for a piece of land Deceived young men they travel Blind to the battlefield They are moved mercilessly as pieces of chess They give themselves account of his luck When they feel fear To being face-to-face with the d**h The end of the war is like always Violated women, amputated members They without scratches Guarded in their temples Waiting and planning their blow