Does anybody see what i see?
does anybody feel what i feel...

You are not in love
i don't care if he calls you his dove...

This sword, fought over for years
it's led to war, suffering and tears...

Everywhere i go i see your face
i see you always, all around the place...

Fight on with your sword in hand!
Fight on, draw a line in the sand...

Our plight is truly a pity
the enemy has most of the city...

The Boy
he went solo for most of his life...

Because i was disobeyed mom
by watching too closely to that bomb...

From far away battlefields to local towns
surges of Independence fills and drowns...

I'm craving you, to see your dismembered parts
you were happy before, now the madness starts...

A silent fog covered battleground
has endured war's devastating round...

In one corner there stands dracula the...
but in this corner stands rocko our very own...