This is ja War
I Lie Wounded /on Wintery Ground
With Hundred /of Corpses around
Many Wounded /Crawl Helplessly around
On the Blood /Red Snowy Ground
War
War
War
War
Cries of the /(ha, ha) Suffering Sound
Cries for Help / to All Their Dear Moms
War
War
War
War
Many Hours /of Music
Many Drops /of Blood
Many Shiverings /and Now I Am Dead
And Still /We Must Never Give up
War
War
War
War
SEMPLICE E STUPENDA!