Vernichtungslager

We are dying far from home
Falling like a moth, always alone
It's disheartening look at the fire
And see our colleagues burning

Outbursts of anger broke the bone
Feeding the dissensions of the throne
Underserved lives
Became memories of newborn

Don't listen the backbiting of the warrior
He guides us with a little unreasonableness
Because the magic of the soldier
Is the war of unrighteousness

This is my earnest concern
You fail to discern
That politically blind hearts don't think
They just whistle what the guts sing

What is the life span of a moth?
Is a man's life too short?
How much are both of their lives worth?
Will death come from above?

What is the life span of a moth?
Will man become a rock?
How much is a man's life worth?
How much is a moth's life worth?

Will death come (come from above?)
(Come from above?)
(Come from above?)
(Come from above?)
Will death come (come from above?)