Icy Steel - Wind Of War Lyrics

You are afraid of the wind
Of the wind of war
Because black is the earth
And great is the complaint
You are afraid of the sky
Of sky and thunder
And of those immense legions
Wearing black mantles

You are afraid of the faces
Covered by make-up
By now they are already dead
Foolish poor man
You are afraid to wait
To die or to rejoice
In a glory without sense
For a filthy escape

Your sword doesn't betray you
Your heart continues to beat
And to tell you that you have to fight
Even if the fog is thickening
One doesn't die for glory
One doesn't rejoice for the dying
But whoever died with honour
Won the war!