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Maybe the last time I see this
It's cool out here by the oak trees
The evening wind dries my wet skin
My eyes wander over the fields
A picture of peace shows itself to me
Tomorrow our blood will soak the ground
And many will no longer be in the evening
My stare is reflected in the steel of the weapon
That is my father gave me when he died in my arms
I was still a child then
But that time has been over for so long
I lost my youth in the war
My innocence from the blood of the Enemies washed away
Their death cries killed a part of me
Until all that was left was what I am now...
And so the young morning dawns
The fires in front of the tents have long since gone out
My eyes stare into the last embers
Hardly anyone slept that night
I carefully begin to saddle my horse
And stroke the bare steel one last time
Which will soon be caked in the blood of the enemy
Just a few more hours before the killing begins
I think back to the battles I fought
Every scar on my body tells the story holds her story
I don't remember how many I killed
Hundreds of faces whose names I didn't know
But I won't ever forget any of them...
Lä We stand in line and fearfully
The battle formation is taken
The enemy is a mere silhouette on the horizon
But every step brings me closer to him
Then finally there is a clanging of steel naked steel
The world around me turns scarlet
As if madly I fight for my life
But at some point this too ends...
Lift one last time my eyelids close
My body is devastated by the blow of the swords
The sun disappears in blood-red light
I will take its last ray with me...