With an empty head And a sense of dread I soldier on With a broken head And an open note I still go on With a severed head And an empty bed I soldier on (x 2) I soldier on (x 2) I've got no choice
With a severed head And an empty bed I soldier on (x 3) With a severed head And an empty bed I soldier on and on and on and on and on... With a severed head And an empty bed I still go on