No Chance... To See The Sun Again

The war is a way of survival
The way we have chosen so far
By taking the guts of your rival
You know that you tear him apart

[Chorus:]
The life is a moment of fury
Death is a personal hell
Strength is a weapon to carry
You're loosing your anger to dwell

So close is the time of the glory
Your blood is starting to boil
Awaiting the victory trumpets
And smelling the bloodied soil

[Chorus]

After the battle you are standing alone
With no feelings and covered with scars
Now you realize what is the meaning
Of putting your life on a card

By night you're staying awaken
The sleep always passes you since
You've returned from this dreadful experience
Embalmed in visions so grim

[Spoken:]
The sense of life now is different
Its colour has changed to black
The light of the days is so distant
But nobody noticed its lack