Taken from our land
And taken to no-man.
Starvation and desperation
Is what's building my nation

Blood and death
Roams hand in hand with theft
Thrown in here to die
With the memories of goodbyes.

Hanging of our enemies
Only to realize.. this is infinity.
Men crossing the dead line
As their form of suicide

Maybe we all lied
When we left, promising to come back
But now it is life that we lack.
Good-bye my family.

I'll see you again, maybe someday.