Soldier's Song Songtext
von David Berkeley

Wo oh the weight of man*
Come lift me up.
Come take my hand.
Wo oh the weight of man

All of the lines in the sand,
And all that we carry,
And all of our cares,
Tell me how to prepare.
Tell me how to prepare.
For who here is chosen,
Is he who is damned.

Wo oh the ways of man.
The dark behind
The brightest plan.
Wo oh the ways of man.


This is the strength in my hand.
This is the strength of my hand.
This is all I can hold.
I don′t care that you told me,
That you think I'm wrong.
This is not your song.
This is a soldier′s song.
So try to keep your head down,
Try to understand.

Wo oh the wars of man.
And why we fall,
And why we stand,
Wo oh the wars of man.

These are the sounds in the sand.
These are the sounds in the sand.
This is all I can hear.
You try to block the screaming.
You cannot block the sky.
This is a soldier's cry.
This is a soldier's cry.
And no one wants to hear it.
No one wants to hear it.
But I′m afraid to die.


Wo oh the weight of man.
Please lift me up.
Please hold my hand.
Wo oh the ways of man.
Just leave me here.
Just drop my had.
Wo oh the wars of man
Come break my heart.
Just lay me down.
Wo oh the weight of a man.
Wo oh the weight of a man.
Wo oh the weight of a man.
Wo oh the weight of a man.