Back from the War

Bloody legs and bloody hands Bloody necks and bloody heads A smell of sulphur lays over me A smell of mould also too What I see, I know it's true A battlefield, strewed with dead bodies Awful sight, please give me peace Deliver me from evil's work Is it a dream or is it real Is it illusion or reality I'm a man Not an armed murderer I must leave this state of terror I must run far, far away Please hear my call, I must leave now I tell no lies that's not a joke Back from the war Lay down to the ground Back from the war Lay down to the grount You don't believe, so march to fight You're gonna die like the other men I'm a man Not a devil's soldier I'm a man Not an armed murderer I must leave this state of terror I must run far, far away Please let us live, live without war Please keep the peace, the peace of the world