I've seen and done things I want to forget; 
I've seen soldiers fall like lumps of meat 
Blown and shot out beyond belief. 
Arms and legs were in the trees. 

I've seen and done things I want to forget; [bad word] from an unearthly place 
Longing to see a woman's face 
Instead of the words that gather pace 
The words that maketh murder. 

These these these are the words- 
The words that maketh murder. 
These these these are the words- 
The words that maketh murder. 
These these these are the words- 
Murder... 

These these these are the words- 
The words that maketh murder. 

I've seen and done things I want to forget; 
I've seen a corporal whose nerves were shot 
Climbing behind the fierce gone sun 
I've seen flies swarming everyone 
Soldiers fell like lumps of meat. 

These are the words the words are these. 
death lingering stunk 
Flies swarming everyone 
Over the whole summit peak 
Flesh quivering in the heat. 
This was something else again. 
I fear it cannot be explained. 
The words that make the words that make 
Murder. 

What if I take my problem to the United Nations?