Scared to Death

Oh no! Somebody said they’re marching out tonight
Fists high, their eyes straight on, the goal far out of sight
Screaming leaders, tell you what to say
They’re all tools of the rulers behind 'em
They’re scared to death!
They talk 'bout power and 'bout glory to gain
To be an hero 'n' get an order’s the main thing
March into battle, you’ll see what is real
Hell’s coming nearer and death’s on your heels
They’re scared — scared to death
The agony is brutal — scared to death
Ha, ha, ha they stand face to face with a gun
What will be harder, the bullet — the man?
Satan’s calling — you must pay the price
You had the choice you believed in their lies
They’re scared — scared to death
The agony is brutal — scared to death
«Aaaaaah — where are those creeps who ordered war?»
They sit at home and earn still more
War is business, so die?
«No…»
Oh no! Somebody said they’re marching out tonight
Fists high, their eyes straight on, the goal far out of sight
March into battle, you’ll see what is real
Hell’s coming nearer and death’s on your heels
They’re scared — scared to death
The agony is brutal — scared to death