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letra de for the fallen - essence

sitting all alone by the door in 1945
waiting for her children to return
it’s been so long now
so many winters have p-ssed
without the slightes sign of life
calling from the front
calling in – calling out
calling from the fronr
calling home
my letter was not sent
and i dont dare to even hope
when all is gone then nothing’s left
the pressure’s on – it’s so intense
germany to france and from paris to berlin
from the sores of normandy we brought the war
it followed us close and we always brought ’em h-ll
no matter what they did we always endured it
lock it up – suck it up
don’t ever go to war with us
we’re bringing all the power in the world
and we don’t take no sh-t
so you better think twice before you roll the dice
’cause the snake eyes is craving your lives
remember what i did for you
remember what you didn’t do for me
every now and then
this feeling inside
open up the wounds
and let it out
every now and then
i get lost in time
forget myself – hope
to take back my life
i count the hours p-ssing by
1 year at the front
2 years at the front
3 years coming up – at the front
i only serve the front
and i don’t care what others say
’cause they don’t know a f-cking thing
of what it’s like to fight for your life
with a cross in my hand
and with hope in my heart
i maintain a strong belief
that this willl change the world
and if not at least i tried
now i know that
united we fight and divided we fall
remember what i did for you
remember what you didn’t do for me
every now and then
this feeling inside
open up the wounds
and let it out
every now and then
i get lost in time
forget myself – hope
to take back my life
all i get is hate from all sides
the only thing i did
was to win your fight
in honor there is hope
but this hope is not for me
you ripped me from pride
and stripped me from my life
h-ll
you should try what it’s like
to be in h-ll
you should try what it’s like
to burn in h-ll
at last i found my way back home
in 1946 i returned to the door
where my journey began with a step outside
but the door was locked and on it was a sign
no one is alive – i can’t believe she died
every now and then
this feeling inside
open up the wounds
and let it out
every now and then
i get lost in time
forget myself – hope
to take back my life
every now and then
when the rain is pouring down
it hurts my bones and
i wish you were here
every now and then
i need you near
to remind myself
i lived my life without hate

- essence

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