Cursed Bound
It Doesn't Get Better
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Is this our trenches, or are those our graves? Forgotten by fathers, by kings and by slaves Our moment has come and war brings her pleasures We're cursing our souls in face of the terrors I'm writing the letter to comfort my mother "It's all gettin' better, we'll soon see each other" This is my farewell, it's my epitaph We have to compel to this cursed bound Stay your ground! Hold them back! Pound the drums! They attack! We are chosen few for glory and fame But will anyone remember my name? Flash and burst! On and on! Reinforced by the roar! The part of my squad is already dead Some due to the fighting, some due to betray Do what we command! Defense must withstand! The price for win will be Demise of Division Three! Is this our trenches, or are those our graves? Forgotten by fathers, by kings and by slaves Our moment has come and war brings her pleasures We're cursing our souls in face of the terrors I'm writing the letter to comfort my mother "It's all gettin' better, we'll soon see each other" This is my farewell, it's my epitaph We have to compel to this cursed bound Who decide who's to die? General in staff's palace! They've taken away my right to say no Their goddamn decisions created this horror Why we, God? Answer me! I've been trod by your grace! But cursing the people and cursing divine Is just hopeless cry of mankind confine! Do what we command! Defense must withstand! The price for win will be Demise of Division Three! Is this our trenches, or are those our graves? Forgotten by fathers, by kings and by slaves Our moment has come and war brings her pleasures We're cursing our souls in face of the terrors I'm writing the letter to comfort my mother "It's all gettin' better, we'll soon see each other" This is my farewell, it's my epitaph We have to compel to this cursed bound Bodies fills craters left by the bombs Sorrow fills psyche of someone's son Politicians' great ambitions And grim reaper exhibition As we charged across the field Against guns roar and raving flame I saw my friends fall down to mud For glory of our general I don't know if I can stand it, but I have no choice I didn't want to change the borders nor to kill those boys Please forgive me God in heaven, truly I regret That I didn't have a courage to shoot myself Turn to meat! By conscription! I'm defeat! By conviction That's soldier fate is dying for land And dread that's attached no-one understands Patriotic! Pathetic! Sacrifice! Suicide! The industry gears and golden crowns Will grind our bones if we won't comply Do what we command! Defense must withstand! The price for win will be Demise of Division Three! Is this our trenches, or are those our graves? Forgotten by fathers, by kings and by slaves Our moment has come and war brings her pleasures We're cursing our souls in face of the terrors I'm writing the letter to comfort my mother "It's all gettin' better, we'll soon see each other" This is my farewell, it's my epitaph We have to compel to this cursed bound
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