At place where they built a playground
There remained a small and discreet mound
It's grave of a soldier who's alive in afterlife
He shed blood in fight
This age of outrage him revived
All the world set in a fucking plight
His ghost is rising up to height
Upwards above the little child and says
I've died on the battlefield in vain
I'm asking who's to blame
Everyone belies
Take off a guise!
It's crazy, all mankind is living in crimes
You must require the cease-fire
Keep the peace forever
Find the guts to crave!
Don't let yourself enslaved
Don't overlook my grave.
His hope he put in each and every child
They've got such a frank and lucid mind
Their eyes had never seen real enemies
For eternal peace
There other way is!
This age of outrage him revived
All the world set in a fucking plight
His ghost is rising up to height
Above the little child
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