Texty: Front Line Assembly. Improvised. Electronic. Device.. Angriff.

Rows and rows of crosses
Standing in the sand
Statues of the fallen
Watching over this land

The tombs of unknown soldiers
Lay tilted in decay
Another year passes
On this remembrance day

There's a hole in the sky
I've got blood running in my eye
I am exposed to forged attrition
A battle cry for remission

The smoke filled air burns my hair
Filled with toxic nerve despair
There's no way to get back
Another order to attack

Kampfbereit, in der zeit
Commraden derfen wirnisht furgessen
Die blunen liegen auf sein korper
Das requiem fur den letsten

Rows and rows of crosses
Standing in the sand
Statues of the fallen
Watching over this land

The tombs of unknown soldiers
Lay tilted in decay
Another year passes
On this remembrance day

The unforgiven run at night
Aiming with their riffle sites
The give their all when their called
To save the masses and take the fall
It's sad but true, it never ends

The constant conflict
Without mends
The final struggled from
Within will end up without misery

The good, the bad, it's all sad
Nothing left but a body bag