To the wall claims the soldier
My last steps march to the death
Last will's [bad word] this is idiotism [bad word] off to me, [bad word] off to all of you

To the death I raise my hand
My last moments, it's my existing countdown
cry for mercy trapped in my throat
But even in [bad word]  there's a place for cowards

The burning sun over my head
The troop [bad word]  [bad word] I dismiss
Sentence of death pounding on my back
There's no hiding when you're thrown
Against the wall

To paradise, the priest is saying
Blessing my death
He's standing in front of me
His merciful sight sickens me
He says that soon I'll have my judgment
Ill kneel down in front of the Lord

And he asks me to regret my sins
But it's too late
Growling words from the Bible
Raising my agony
(Oh God)
How I'd like to have my hands untied

The wall I'm facing now
Seeing my life going through my eyes
Feeling death behind my back
An acrid taste of defeat
Tormenting my last years

And when I feel my body being
Punched, smashed there's no pain, just silence
My last breath echoing, spreading through the air
My body pieces in a stream of blood

Bloody drops whipping the wall
The silent wall that has understood my silence
The silence that was a prisoner of my soul
Is my soul that now is [bad word] of the world

To the wall