[ Featuring Michail Papadopoulos ]
The day, the day of that call, from ministry of defense, that changed it all
Mother, picked up the phone, the silence of the loss, surrounded their home
She said: "Winston my son, it's time you were a man now, we've got to move on"
Tears of, sorrow in the dark, that painful question, was breaking his heart
How can a man leave the ones he loves? For duty, for honor, for hand waving flags?
Servants of homeland with abandoned wives, like orphans their children, parade in their lives
Heroes, war heroes for us, the killers, of fathers, from foreigners' lands
The grief, of children and wives, covered under tons of political lies
Ene-mies from both sides, for other people's pockets, they ruin their lives
Why choose? Choose to protect? Strangers from strangers they never have met?
How can a man leave the ones he loves? For duty, for honor, for hand waving flags?
Servants of homeland with abandoned wives, like orphans their children, parade in their lives
