White culvers fly away From this burning battlefield I'm a prisoner of my distress Runner of this reality
This is my last uniform Hearing disillusions call From this dropped whited flag From this last years fall
You must fight for it! (2x)
We're actors of this drama Hearing the ancestor's screams We're the rubbish of Golan's hill Wailing guevara's broken dreams We're the mourning from repressed We're a history legate Waiting for throwing down the wall The wall of berlin
You must fight for it! (2x)
March or die If you can believe in peace March or die Into this coffin uniform March or die There's no reason to be March or die You must fight for it!
