I wake up dazed on a hopeless cloudy morning
I don't know if I'll come home
I give my soul with open arms, I don't know what else
I will go to war without anyone waiting for me

In the moment when I bleed to death
A carcass lying on the grass
Birds hover beneath the valley of souls
No flowers for an atheist funeral

Without lamenting, without tears and no more candles burning
Part of the air you breathe is becoming
Shallow graves and war losses become just a number
The earth opens to nothingness
Memories going under

In the moment when I bleed to death
A carcass lying on the grass
Birds hover beneath the valley of souls
No flowers for an atheist funeral

In the moment when I bleed to death
A carcass lying on the grass
Birds hover beneath the valley of souls
No flowers for an atheist funeral