Song | In A Row |
Artist | The Vincent Black Shadow |
Album | El Monstruo |
Your troop has landed, | |
And you’re on the run. | |
You’re out there stranded, | |
You only got your gun. | |
For peace and planet, | |
You know it’s not for fun. | |
You never planned it, | |
You were not the one. | |
This is not an old war story | |
Like they always told: | |
This is a nightmare to behold! | |
So in a row they line up to die, | |
Breathe in the air | |
For just one last time, | |
And try to be strong | |
While their mothers cry. | |
So in a row they line up to die! | |
It seemed so easy, | |
Cause life was hard. | |
With hope so fleeting, | |
You let down your guard, | |
When you were younger, | |
With hope and pride - | |
Now in a place where | |
It’s kill or die. | |
This is not an old war story | |
Like they always told: | |
This is a nightmare to behold! | |
So in a row they line up to die, | |
Breathe in the air | |
For just one last time, | |
And try to be strong | |
While their mothers cry. | |
So in a row they line up to die! | |
Looking through my lens, | |
I see him looking back at me. | |
We both have no choice: | |
It’s our destiny. | |
Cause we both came to fight, | |
And now we live in fear - | |
Life will be cut short, | |
Death is creeping near. | |
This is not an old war story | |
Like they always told: | |
This is a nightmare to behold! | |
So in a row they line up to die, | |
Breathe in the air | |
For just one last time, | |
And try to be strong | |
While their mothers cry. | |
So in a row they line up to die! |
Your troop has landed, | |
And you' re on the run. | |
You' re out there stranded, | |
You only got your gun. | |
For peace and planet, | |
You know it' s not for fun. | |
You never planned it, | |
You were not the one. | |
This is not an old war story | |
Like they always told: | |
This is a nightmare to behold! | |
So in a row they line up to die, | |
Breathe in the air | |
For just one last time, | |
And try to be strong | |
While their mothers cry. | |
So in a row they line up to die! | |
It seemed so easy, | |
Cause life was hard. | |
With hope so fleeting, | |
You let down your guard, | |
When you were younger, | |
With hope and pride | |
Now in a place where | |
It' s kill or die. | |
This is not an old war story | |
Like they always told: | |
This is a nightmare to behold! | |
So in a row they line up to die, | |
Breathe in the air | |
For just one last time, | |
And try to be strong | |
While their mothers cry. | |
So in a row they line up to die! | |
Looking through my lens, | |
I see him looking back at me. | |
We both have no choice: | |
It' s our destiny. | |
Cause we both came to fight, | |
And now we live in fear | |
Life will be cut short, | |
Death is creeping near. | |
This is not an old war story | |
Like they always told: | |
This is a nightmare to behold! | |
So in a row they line up to die, | |
Breathe in the air | |
For just one last time, | |
And try to be strong | |
While their mothers cry. | |
So in a row they line up to die! |