Barbarity - Snow Of Dead Souls

Текст:

Native land covered with snow but I get sweat.
Sounds from the past drill my brain
Mingled with the screams of the wounded
And silence of those sent to the morgue

My soul's in darkness
And I always see a nightmare.
The killed hold out their hands to me
I'd have been with them in that war.

I killed in the war and not for my country
Killed for the sake of greedy reasons
Killed for myself, believed I'm a hero.
Raped, robbed, murdered
That war was my home and I killed.

My soul's covered with snow.
Conscience was thrown in the hell of war
Morality violated and in return -
The nightmare that now I live in...

I look into the void of my dead soul
and pain tears me.
Sounds from the abyss torment my flesh.
Mingled with the screams of the wounded
And silence of those sent to the morgue.