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

 [Chorus:]

    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 blindman

 [End Chorus]

 Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me
now

 sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it
somehow

 More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker
trends

 bodies fill the fields I see

 the slaughter never ends

 [Chorus]

 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

 [Chorus]

 Back to the front.