On the Death of Otto Wohlleben

Otto was a soldier, an engineer
Building the motorway
Part of Operation Todt
When he came to stay

Her husband had just walked away
Joined the living dead
She in quiet anger, quiet grief
Slept in an empty bed

He loved her gently, held her softly
With scars of his own
They moved around the dance floor slowly
Till the band went home

He couldn't have her, a husband owned her
Pain grew instead
Volunteered for bomb disposal
Hung his life on a thread

Again they met, then they knew
They were as close as breath
Otto smiled, made room for hope
Broke his deal with death

The bomb was by the railway line
Just another muddy hole
He took his tools, got down to work
And blew apart his soul
He blew apart his soul



Credits
Writer(s): Alan Hiscox, Chris Pearson
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