Vast and burning landscapes
Escape no wandering eye
And those who stand on these wasted lands
Cannot honestly deny
That no man
Will with dignity die

In life he can be righteous
He can be pure in heart and even mind
But once the bells toll for him
He leaves it all behind

To gaze upon his battered corpse
Is to stare into the sun
For one must turn his eyes away
Before much looking's done

In pools of blood and bile
A nameless soldier is all we see
Another man who lived his life in vain
Just to die with dignity

But these fields of bodies
Tell no lies
The echoes of the battle cries
Are all that's left when the day is done
Only those who survived
Are around to accept the prize
When the war is finally won

And I know that when my time comes
When I put my bullet in the gun
My death will be a messy one
There's nothing beautiful to see
In the end, for you and me
We cannot die with dignity