text: This is really the fourth dimension bro. Here we go, check this out
  Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
  No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
  Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill em all
  Victim of whats said should be, servant til I fall
  Tell me
  Why, am I dying?
  Kill, have no fear?
  Live, live off lying?
  Hell, hell is here?
  I was born for dying, oh
  Barking of machine gun fire, is nothing to me now
  Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
  More a man more stripes you wear, glory seeker trend
  Bodies fill the fields I see, slaughter never ends
  Tell me
  Why, am I dying?
  Kill, hell is here?
  Lie, live off lying?
  Hell, hell is here?
  Dont you know that I was born for dying, oh
  Soldier boy, made of clay, now an empty shell
  Twenty-one, only son, but he served us well
  Bred to kill, not to care, do just as we say
  Finished here, greetings death, hes yours to take away
  Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
  Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
  Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
  Left to die with only friend, alone, I clench my gun
  Tell me
  Why, am I dying?
  Kill, have no fear?
  Lie, live off lying?
  Hell, hell is here?
  Dont you know that I was born for dying?
  You will do what I say, when I say
  You will die when I say you must die
  You coward, you servant, you blind man
  You coward, you servant, you blind man
  You will do what I say, when I say
  You will die when I say you must die
  You coward, you servant, you blind man
  You coward, you servant, you blind man
  Coward, servant, blind man
  Coward, servant, blind man
  Coward, servant, blind man
  Coward, servant, blind man
  Tell me
  Why, am I dying?
  Kill, have no fear?
  Lie, live off lying?
  Hell, hell is here?
  Dont you know that I was born for dying?