Black Berurier
Often Reaper, Always Hammer
Camouflage
You deserted yesterday
Military camouflage
The whole jungle was calling you
It's the call of the forest
No one will find you
Chameleon in the woods
On your camouflage bomber jacket,
Your hair grows like Apache
The rotors burst through the clouds
Animal you have rage
Camouflaged with maple leaves
You dream of becoming a tree
No one will blame you
You will never surrender
In your camouflage bomber
You wait for them and you spit
Veteran of a bad story
Haunted by bombs with napalm
You wanted to become a tree,
Flee the madness of these tragedies
The forest of Canada
Everywhere will protect you
You dream of becoming nir a tree
And for her it's a tribute
Because you are camouflage
They call you camouflage
You dress camouflage
You hide camouflage
br/>Because you are camouflage
You hide camouflage
In Apache camouflage
And you spit camouflage