Flashlights

Walking through the graveyard
I see your medals lying on the ground
I can hear the bullets
And your guns shooting the crown

Crush and bury
All their enemies who are still alive...
And probably burn and spit your past and all around!

You were created to fight
You walk into the fire
Running into suicide
Your death is clear like flashlights...

Feeding your poison
In his helmet is written "born to kill"
Living this eternal hell
Open your eyes and see the truth

Crush and bury
All their enemies who are still alive...
And probably burn and spit your past and all around!

You were created to fight
You walk into the fire
Running into suicide
Your death is clear like flashlights...