The talisman of my mother in my hands I hold tigh The sands of time are running low we are ready for attack I see the silent faces of my brothers awaiting To hear the sign The battlefield- it calls my name Lifeless bodies- they show me the way I'm standing wakeful in the line of death The battlefield calling my name Running in the mud and snow To escape from the bombs My life passes before my eyes and eternity is close I'm searching somewere for A refuge to breath again and pray I am still alive