No Survivors — текст песни (G.B.H.)

No survivors in this game of hate, we all get changed in a certain way.
Our ideals changed by mortar, there isn`t a person who doesn`t pay.

No survivors, burst the bubble.
No survivors, too much trouble.
No survivors, your just a pawn.
No survivors, don`t conform.

Boys mature to men in weeks, while rivals stay on the boil.
The time is right, the `real` cowards, we all suffer at this toil.

So patriots who wear your flag, can enlist and die together.
I`ll stay at home, protect MY world, do two years and wear a white feather.

The fields in France are full of heroes, now only poppies remain.
Their colour red, their number many, and still not achieved their aim.