The Pain and the Dirt of Death

Hear the battle cries on the front line
The enemy sings while drinking wine
Between the sounds of ongoing gunfire
We're ready to fight and for hire
Give us a dress and put us in bed
It's just the pain and the dirt of death

Our mothers proud and ever so keen
To see their sons kill and be this mean
Without mercy killing any living thing
It's not love but hate that we bring
Forget about the tears that are shed
It's just the pain and the dirt of death
It's just the pain and the dirt of death

When a rifle is a man's best friend
Nobody knows where it's going to end
All fear, all tear and no one left to cry
Crimes to haunt us until we die

It's just the pain and the dirt of death
It's just the pain and the dirt of death
It's just the pain and the dirt of death

A bunch of flies waiting to get swat
Lying there, drowning in our leader's fat
No fame, only shame and stains on our soul
Born to live this life with just one goal

It's just the pain and the dirt of death
It's just the pain and the dirt of death
It's just the pain and the dirt of death



Credits
Writer(s): Frank Hermans
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