Where dead men lies I'm paralyzed,
My brothers' eyes are gone,
And he shall be buried here,
Nameless marks his grave.
Mother home, get a telegram
And shed a tear of grief,
Mud and blood, in foreign land,
Trying to understand.
Where is this Greatness I've been told?
This is the lies that we've been sold.
Is this a worthy sacrifice?
Great War!
And I cannot take more!
Great tour!
I keep on marching on...
I play the great score,
There will be no encore,
Great War!
"The war to end all wars"...
I'm standing here, I'm full of fear,
With bodies at my feet,
Over there, in the other trench,
Bullets wear my name.
Lead ahead, as the captain said,
And show them no remorse,
Who am I to understand?
What have I become?
I do my duties, pay the price.
I'll do the worthy sacrifice.
I know my deeds are not in vain.
Great War!
And I cannot take more!
Great tour!
I keep on marching on...
I play the great score,
There will be no encore,
Great War!
"The war to end all wars"...
And feet by feet,
We pay the price of a mile, here...
Though men are falling,
We see Heroes rise...
We face the heat,
As we are fighting until the dawn.
So follow me, and we will
Write our own history!
Great War!
And I cannot take more!
Great tour!
I keep on marching on...
I play the great score,
There will be no encore,
Great War!
"The war to end all wars"...
Writer(s): Joakim Broden, Paer Sundstroem, Viktor Carlsson
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