I stand at the field
I'm looking around
Everything's burning
I fall on the ground
Death is here, with its murderous sword
People are dieing, they keep claming ''Its war''.
I'll keep praying
It's only a lie
You will keep slaying
I'll fall down and die.
Like a weak heart
Of a poor soul
Of an helpless body
My breath will soon end
You won't remember me
Judgment day,
When the world is in your hands
Judgment day
Feel the pain that never ends
The lightening and thunders are shaking the skies
Punishing us for our sins and our lies.
The sunshine is gone
The only lamp is the moon
There is no light
The world became dark
There's no pride, no honor, no pain
Now only standing is the cross of a grave.
I will keep on living
As a dead soldiers dream
I will keep on fighting
Until I make you scream!
Like a weak heart
Of a poor soul
Of an helpless body
My breath will soon end
You won't even remember me
Judgment day,
When the world is in your hands
Judgment day
Feel the pain that never ends
The lightening and thunders are shaking the skies
Punishing us for our sins and our lies.
