[Jens Kiersted]

I'm a soldier for the Reich

I'm the archetype of the Aryan ьbermensch

But I am not proud of what I've done

I've killed so many that I finally lost all count



I was so blind; I did not see my dream

Of unity differed completely from reality

But nothing is like it should be and I feel

I can't breathe, when I recall the madness and the carnage.



I never wanted to be the pawn in this game

Never wanted to see what I've seen

I naively hope that someday I'll be set free

Days are passing by and I'm still enslaved and forgotten.



... Enslaved and forgotten.



I fear not for my life but for that of my wife and son

A pledge of allegiance with a high price

These binds of flesh are a wicked machination

Punishment to the clan, our downfall is called sippenhaft



I'm a man in quest for his redemption

Whose dreams have turned him into a slave to the slaughterhouse

I wish I could go back in time and turn the story round

And then I would have held back my passion.



Call me a fool, but at that time the idea sounded right

I guess I am a fool

We were supposed to raise our country from it's ashes

But this way everyday there are more and more ashes...



I never wanted to be the pawn in this game

Never wanted to see what I've seen

I have lost any hope that I'll be set free

Days are passing by, I'm still enslaved and forgotten



What am I supposed to do when all hope is lost?

Close my eyes and cry while I pull the trigger

This is no way of life, It's rather a taste of death

Farewell to you all, It's the only way out



What's there for me?

Silky clouds or ravenous fire?

Death, set me free

I'll kill no more; this last bullet is for me