Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be, a servant 'til I fall

Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Just do as we say
Finished here, greeting Death
He's yours to take away

Back to the front
You will do, what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die. when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blind man


Barking of machine gun fire, does nothing to me now
Sounding of the clock that ticks, got used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
Bodies fill the fields I see, the slaughter never ends

Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Just do as we say
Finished here, greeting Death
He's yours to take away

Back to the front
You will do, what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die. when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blind man

Why, am I dying
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, hell is here

I was born for dying!


Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
Left to die with only friend, alone I clench my gun

Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Just do as we say
Finished here, greeting Death
He's yours to take away

Back to the front
You will do, what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die. when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blind man


Back to the front!