The enemy wears a face just like yours, unseen at a glance, thirsty for blood, no story to be told but lust for death

Soldiers know no views but their leaders, obey his wish because that is what you do, **** because he demands it, pillage because his wealth commands, do it, because he, controls you.

You go into battle with hatred unknown, unaware of good and bad, fighting men with the same motive, sunk in the belief of 'Protect and serve'

Like mindless clouds you doubt whether to stay or go, rain hell and thunderclap the ground below.

The ones you adore, envy and love await back home, timelessly and endlessly.

On the job there is but only one thing you need to do, that is to **** whom you do not know.

Like a ferocious hunter, no thought is involved, do it for your survival.

Find yourself forgotten in the abyss of a grave, a dead mans fortune for you.