Standing on a battlefield
And watching the slaughter
I hear a shot of a gun
And the crying of a dying soldier

The air is smells like blood
Dust on the ground
Thousand dead bodys lying everywhere
And god don´t care

We´re living on a savage place
Who cares
What we want ?
We´re living on a savage place
No look in their eyes
Just blood on their face
You see the Second Front

People of the [bad word] through my mind
Who´s telling me why killing
Happens blindly
1943 - memories will fade away
We´re still waiting for the judgement day

We´re living on ...

What went wrong ?