Dust in My Eyes

Shame nothing else than shame
Is aching in my soul
All cruelties I have seen
Are so senseless
Grief nothing else than grief
Is burning in my heart
All these wars and murders
Will tear myself apart
So here I stand with a gun in my hand
Where bullets fly by I see a friend die
His screams full of pain they drive me insane
His guts and his blood - now mixed with the mud
I want dust in my eyes so I cannot see all the fear and the pain
I want dust in my eyes I prefer to live in the dark
Fear nothing else than fear
Is growing deep inside
The only way to escape
Is to turn it into hate
In its claws so strong
My empathy gets weak
And all I want is
I want dust in my eyes so I cannot see all the hate and the pain
I want dust in my eyes I prefer to live in total darkness
I want dust in my eyes so I cannot see all the fear and the pain
I want dust in my eyes I prefer to live in the dark
Now I am a dog of war guided by fear and hate
So here I stand with blood in my hands
Where bullets fly by I see a friend die
His screams full of pain they drive me insane
His guts and his blood - - we are all the same and