The Soldier's Letter Lyrics

Here is our blood,
Might it lead the war to victory.
Here are our lives for bloody battles.

Nothing to be wins,
For simples soldiers in a war game.
Not even the price that cost our lives.

Like a ghost, in trench warfare,
In the corridor of treason,
I have to find my way,
Through jeopardy.

I'm the only survivor from a slaughter,
I've seen my friends burn by their ambitions.
No place for triumph.

Girl, where can be your softness?
A plague on the old fool,
I'm infested by the army.
In the hill of fright.

Can't you ever see baby where is the vice?
I was born at the wrong time,
And now I live in hell.
No morning after for me.