You were born to be weapon of mass [bad word] 
Brave or absurd - everyone will decide 
Going to the war because you must move on 
For the sake of her love, 
Thirst of glory or to make a lot of money 
Craving for cash or love for his country 
And have lost it all 

Love passed through [bad word] 
Fate is a moral reason 
Dead cell 
We haven’t died from within 

I never [bad word] in the happy end 
But when I've heard about this 
This man without face and hand 

She knows the taste of tears 
And forgotten her last fears 

I’ve never believed 
That people have some sacred 
Our souls need to be retrieved 
From graves I've heard the heartbeat…