Sippenhaft from History Undone by Warbreed

I'm a soldier for the Reich,

I'm the archetype of the Aryan übermensch,

But I am not proud of what I've done,

I've killed so many that I finally lost all count.


I was so blind; I did not see my dream,

Of unity differed completely from reality,

But nothing is like it should be and I feel,

I can't breathe, when I recall the madness and the carnage.


I never wanted to be the pawn in this game,

Never wanted to see what I've seen,

I naively hope that someday I'll be set free,

Days are passing by and I'm still enslaved and forgotten.


...enslaved and forgotten.


I fear not for my life but for that of my wife and son,

A pledge of allegiance with a high price,

These binds of flesh are a wicked machination,

Punishment to the clan, our downfall is called Sippenhaft.


I'm a man in quest for his redemption,

Whose dreams have turned him into a slave to the slaughterhouse,

I wish I could go back in time and turn the story round,

And then I would have held back my passion.


Call me a fool, but at that time the idea sounded right,

I guess I am a fool,

We were supposed to raise our country from its ashes,

But this way everyday there are more and more ashes...


I never wanted to be the pawn in this game,

Never wanted to see what I've seen,

I have lost any hope that I'll be set free,

Days are passing by, and I'm still enslaved and forgotten.


What am I supposed to do when all hope is lost?

Close my eyes and cry while I pull the trigger?

This is no way of life; it's rather a taste of death,

Farewell to you all; it's the only way out.


What's there for me?

Silky clouds or ravenous fire?

Death, set me free,

I'll kill no more; this last bullet is for me.

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