Оригинален текст
THE TRENCH ARE THE LIMIT
BETWEEN SUFFER AND DEAD
AT THIS SIDE THE ANGUISH
AND THE OTHER ENEMY BULETS.
POISONED WITH HATE!!!
Chorus
MISSING MY HOME
MISSING MY LOST FATE
LEAVING MY DREAMS
LEAVING MY FAMILY ALONE
TRAINNING MY MIND TO KILL
WASHING MY BRAIN WITH LOYALTY
BECOMING ME A LETHAL BEING
KILING WITHOUT PITY
WHEN MY LIFE IS FIRST
AND FATHER LAND IS JUST A DREAM
MY GUN MY SOUL
TOGETHER AS ONE
TILL THE END
WHEN MY LIFE DEPEND
OF PRESIDENTIAL ORDER
THAT MAKE PREVAIL THEIR INTEREST