Pro Patria Mori

Have I no thoughts nor sympathy?

Am I ready to kill my enemy?

Gun clutched in my fist

Why do I put my life at risk?

Stand tall, and fight with grace

Today, its death you’ll face

Neither way you’ll climb that wall

For thy country you’ll live or fall

Control? What self-esteem?

Today, no one will win

See the light, I just dig down

A shallow grave upon this ground

Fields lie, fields lie cold of men’s souls, freedoms fall

Fields lie, fields lie cold of men’s souls, freedoms fall

Soldier! Hold thy ground

Commanded by the proud

With every life you’re willing to take

Wars are to be won, you’re here to annihilate

Down cold, no time to run

Look up, your time has come

Seal the fate of those who die

Pro patria mori, I live the lie

Fields lie, fields lie cold of men’s souls, freedoms fall

Fields lie, fields lie cold of men’s souls, freedoms fall

So it’s this you call GLORY?

Up until this day I’ll be sorry…

Fields lie, fields lie cold of men’s souls, freedoms fall

Fields lie, fields lie cold of men’s souls, freedoms fall