The war is over
And we want to go home
We killed the fields
As we gathered the corn

The sky was nailed
With the tears of our steel
We were like gods
Laughing loud at the wheel

Blown away
Hey hey hey
Judgement Day
Hey hey

Some doubts have slept
In our cold narrow beds
But stupid [bad word] our skinny heads

We paid our duty
This was all we could do
We made no captives
No own point of view

Blown away 
Hey hey hey
Judgement Day
Hey hey
So take care
We have to find another way