Hideous crimes, atrocities
the slaughter of millions - beyond belief
those were dark times, so different from now
the law of evil ruled our fatherland
I was but a pawn in their game
why should i feel any guilt?
still when i close, close my eyes
the words unfold, it all comes back
I can't defy it, can't deny it
i know it ot be true
in my sleep - they come to haunt me
they know it to be true
tears of the dead
We are all on the turning wheel of fate
a young man, standing proud in uniform
i never stopped to hesitate
until it was far to late
My hands are soiled, covered in blood
stains that never wash away
their hollow eyes...
confronting me - judging me
Now an old man, at the end of my days
contemplating - my life of sin
living is never simple - the rosad is hard
i had no say - just a puppet in a sick play