Evil thoughts attack
my head, memories of war
I fought for my government
my country, my people and it was for money
The jungle in flames, blood spilled
morphine injection for bleeding
Bombs fell from the sky, planes passed by
and devastated everything in their path
Grenades blinded, disfigured,
left my companions lifeless
I followed innocent orders I killed
if I didn't follow them they shot me
I believed in my country I never rested
Without realizing it my life was ending
Knife in hand gun squad
I have a machine gun my bullets are running out
Suddenly I hear a loud bang
my hand, my arm and my legs are gone
Bleeding on the ground I am badly injured
I reach for the radio and ask for help
/>Cursed the war, cursed the war
Cursed! shitty government (x2)
Damn the war shitty government
Damn the war, damn the war
Damn it! shitty government (x2)
Crippled and mutilated
And only for a flag (x4)
Damn the war shitty government