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