Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
A servant `til I fall

     Soldier boy, made of clay
     Now an empty shell
     Twenty one, only son
     But he served us well
     Bred to kill, not to care
     Do just as we say
     Finished here, greetings death
     He's yours to take away

     Back to the front
     You will do what I say, when I say
     Back to the front
     You will die when I say, you must die
     Back to the front
     You coward
     You servant
     You blindman

Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
Bodies fill the fields I see
The slaughter never ends

     Soldier boy, made of clay
     Now an empty shell
     Twenty one, only son
     But he served us well
     Bred to kill, not to care
     Do just as we say
     Finished here, greetings death
     He's yours to take away

     Back to the front
     You will do what I say, when I say
     Back to the front
     You will die when I say, you must die
     Back to the front
     You coward
     You servant
     You blindman

Why, am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, hell is here

I was born for dying

Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
Left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun

     Soldier boy, made of clay
     Now an empty shell
     Twenty one, only son
     But he served us well
     Bred to kill, not to care
     Do just as we say
     Finished here, greetings death
     He's yours to take away

     Back to the front
     You will do what I say, when I say
     Back to the front
     You will die when I say, you must die
     Back to the front
     You coward
     You servant
     You blindman

Back to the front.