I wake up dazed on a hopeless cloudy morning I don't know if I'll come home I give my soul with open arms, I don't know what else I will go to war without anyone waiting for me In the moment when I bleed to death A carcass lying on the grass Birds hover beneath the valley of souls No flowers for an atheist funeral Without lamenting, without tears and no more candles burning Part of the air you breathe is becoming Shallow graves and war losses become just a number The earth opens to nothingness Memories going under In the moment when I bleed to death A carcass lying on the grass Birds hover beneath the valley of souls No flowers for an atheist funeral In the moment when I bleed to death A carcass lying on the grass Birds hover beneath the valley of souls No flowers for an atheist funeral