Hold my hand and tell me lies
that tomorrow's going to be a lovely day
Hold my heart and don't tell me what you think
though no one knows exactly what to say


We're going to war against evil
but we might lose
We're going to fight against world's evil
but we're telling the truth
We might not come back again
this will maybe be our end


I know that we don't have much chance
and no one is releasing hope from me
I know that I will make tears with my blood
but our job is to fight and to set people free


We're going to war against evil
but we might lose
We're going to fight against world's evil
but we're telling the truth
We might not come back again
this will maybe be our end


We realise we're going to kill
when we clean our guns
And no one's going to refill
the soul in fathers sons
All we ask is is a world of peace
while we hold on people's lifes
and we don't release


We're going to war against evil
but we might lose
We're going to fight against world's evil
but we're telling the truth
We might not come back again
this will maybe be everybody's end



dictated to the soldiers of World War II