Another tale of tragedy
He made the choice to end his life
So it is written passionately
This soldier's fervent wish for suicide
His soul torn asunder by the horrors of war
One carrying so much death
will soon care for life no more
On the first day the soldier would quietly retreat to
shoot himself through the head not far from his infantry
I can hear footsteps Someone's coming near
Fuck Should I stay Disappear Es ist mein bester
Freund Diesem soldat ist immer Fur mich da
Quickly I put my Luger away
I thought this was my last day but I failed
Bitte totet mich Bitte tote mich
On the second day he opened his eyes
Consumed by sadness he thought
Today is the day I die
I will take my life with the rope a bullet or
maybe the knife
So depressed So empty Wandering hopelessly
searching for death His soul feels so old and
so cold The only desire left is his yearning for death
He stumbled across an old farmstead and entered
this wooden shack There he found a rope
and the guts to jump and hang with a broken neck
The second he tightened the slipknot the barn door
flew open This time he was caught by a farmer
who grabbed his legs to lift and hold him high
The soldier kicking and screaming
You bastard Let me hang and die
In this struggle the soldier went mad
When the rope snapped
he pulled a knife and nine times
in the stomach the farmer was stabbed
Bitte tote mich
On the third day there was a fire fight
This bloody assault would last until midnight
Another opportunity for our soldier
who craves suicide
With open arms into the line of fire
he asked for death
But hen he watched his friend
who is trying to prevent
him from killing himself again die for
his own determined suicide
Here comes the part where he sticks the
Luger into his mouth
He was shot twice in the spine from behind
then blows half his face all over the ground
Not dead yet but completely fucking paralyzed
Kept alive in his hell for
two long years before he finally dies
Another tale of tragedy
He made the choice to end his life
So it is written passionately
This soldier's fervent wish for suicide
His soul torn asunder by the horrors of war
One carrying so much death
will soon care for life no more
On the first day the soldier would quietly retreat to
shoot himself through the head not far from his infantry
I can hear footsteps Someone's coming near
Fuck Should I stay Disappear Es ist mein bester
Freund Diesem soldat ist immer Fur mich da
Quickly I put my Luger away
I thought this was my last day but I failed
Bitte totet mich Bitte tote mich
On the second day he opened his eyes
Consumed by sadness he thought
Today is the day I die
I will take my life with the rope a bullet or
maybe the knife
So depressed So empty Wandering hopelessly
searching for death His soul feels so old and
so cold The only desire left is his yearning for death
He stumbled across an old farmstead and entered
this wooden shack There he found a rope
and the guts to jump and hang with a broken neck
The second he tightened the slipknot the barn door
flew open This time he was caught by a farmer
who grabbed his legs to lift and hold him high
The soldier kicking and screaming
You bastard Let me hang and die
In this struggle the soldier went mad
When the rope snapped
he pulled a knife and nine times
in the stomach the farmer was stabbed
Bitte tote mich
On the third day there was a fire fight
This bloody assault would last until midnight
Another opportunity for our soldier
who craves suicide
With open arms into the line of fire
he asked for death
But hen he watched his friend
who is trying to prevent
him from killing himself again die for
his own determined suicide
Here comes the part where he sticks the
Luger into his mouth
He was shot twice in the spine from behind
then blows half his face all over the ground
Not dead yet but completely fucking paralyzed
Kept alive in his hell for
two long years before he finally dies
Another tale of tragedy
He made the choice to end his life
So it is written passionately
This soldier's fervent wish for suicide
His soul torn asunder by the horrors of war
One carrying so much death
will soon care for life no more
On the first day the soldier would quietly retreat to
shoot himself through the head not far from his infantry
I can hear footsteps Someone's coming near
Fuck Should I stay Disappear Es ist mein bester
Freund Diesem soldat ist immer Fur mich da
Quickly I put my Luger away
I thought this was my last day but I failed
Bitte totet mich Bitte tote mich
On the second day he opened his eyes
Consumed by sadness he thought
Today is the day I die
I will take my life with the rope a bullet or
maybe the knife
So depressed So empty Wandering hopelessly
searching for death His soul feels so old and
so cold The only desire left is his yearning for death
He stumbled across an old farmstead and entered
this wooden shack There he found a rope
and the guts to jump and hang with a broken neck
The second he tightened the slipknot the barn door
flew open This time he was caught by a farmer
who grabbed his legs to lift and hold him high
The soldier kicking and screaming
You bastard Let me hang and die
In this struggle the soldier went mad
When the rope snapped
he pulled a knife and nine times
in the stomach the farmer was stabbed
Bitte tote mich
On the third day there was a fire fight
This bloody assault would last until midnight
Another opportunity for our soldier
who craves suicide
With open arms into the line of fire
he asked for death
But hen he watched his friend
who is trying to prevent
him from killing himself again die for
his own determined suicide
Here comes the part where he sticks the
Luger into his mouth
He was shot twice in the spine from behind
then blows half his face all over the ground
Not dead yet but completely fucking paralyzed
Kept alive in his hell for
two long years before he finally dies