Lyrics

All by myself under the scorching sun Looking around, hoping the hate is gone Waiting... as for the magic trick to be revealed: You see, it's high noon at the battlefield - and not a soul around - Another high noon at the battlefield Touching the ground, feeling the pain below... How did it end there? Wish you'll never know Guarded by this soil as if it was a shield: You see, it's high noon at the battlefield - I left my fear behind - A peaceful high noon... But not so long ago the wind was strong and freezing cold While blood was running down that hill A war like this - you mark my words - can not be put on hold: We'll keep on welding our steel Do you believe that horrors from our distant past Will ever make us change our mind? No way! Forget the fallen ones - we're in to have a blast So all in all we're doing fine