orchestre rouge - hole in his thigh كلمات أغنية

the boy dreams about guns
he’s afraid of them and he loves them

the boy dreams about the enemy
he’s afraid of them and he needs them

oh god i’m dying for purity, crusade and a clean war;

i want to bleed for reason, not a diplomatic bore

god give us good people, people worth some more pain;

bring us back to the heart now, bless us with a war sane

the boy dreams about guns, he’s afraid of them and he loves them
the boy dreams about the enemy, he’s afraid of them and he needs them

the simple act of waking up

would have exterminated the whole flock

the pestilence that laced his dreams would die

if he’d only open his eyes…

but he just couldn’t do it
the boy dreams about war
he’s afraid of his fear so he fights

the boy dreams about battlefields
and lining up the enemy in his sights

the rancid dried blood smell would remain

the hole in his thigh would retain the pain

and the sheets soaked in sweat would chill him again

if he only wake up…

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