Dead men lying on the bottom of the grave
Wondering when [bad word]  is he gonna be saved
Maybe you're a sinner into your alternate life
Maybe you're a joker, maybe you deserve to die

They were crying when their sons left
God is wearing black
He's gone so far to find no hope
He's [bad word] back

They were crying when their sons left
All young men must go [bad word] so far to find the [bad word] He's never going home

Young men standing on the top of their own graves
Wondering when [bad word]  are they gonna be saved [bad word] to the winner, bishop tells the king his lies
Maybe you're a mourner, maybe you deserve to die

They were crying when their sons left
God is wearing black
He's gone so far to find no hope
He's [bad word] back

They were crying when their sons left
All young men must go [bad word] so far to find no [bad word] He's never going home
 [bad word] to the soldier side
Where there is no one here but me
People all grow up to die
There is no one here but me
 [bad word] to the soldier side
There is no one here but me
People on the soldier side
There is no one here but me