Guns break the silence
sharpening sences.
Turning men into machines.
War leaves no room for men.
The earth is struggling.
Artillery hammering its skin.
A roaring sound. Incoming!
I embrace the earth within.

I cannot see. I cannot hear.
I cannot feel. I cannot fear.
Everything crumbles.


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Can you see when it ends? Who will go it depends
on this odd form of natural order.
Don't you know what it takes to prevent your mistakes;
to take part in this fierce devolution?

Charging through leadstorm.
Luck overruns the skill.
Do they know what they ask for
when they command to kill?
Leave no wounded!
A short burst finishes them.
No mercy for enemies!
But I will not kill men.

I cannot see. I cannot hear.
I cannot feel. I cannot fear.
Everything crumbles.

[Chorus]

Don't you see that only luck keeps us alive?
So random that who will survive!
So if you want to get rid of the filth...ha!
I suggest, start from yourselves.
You wanted to evolve an ultimate race;
I tell you, in your hands will be blood and disgrace.
So please, bring your greetings to the frontline.
You cowards! You wouldn't last a day!

I cannot see. I cannot hear.
I cannot feel. I cannot fear.
Everything crumbles.

[Chorus]