They marched down alleyways and streets
They wanted brave heroic feats
They thought that they could change the world
They raped and killed your little girl

A last attempt to get outside
What else is left without their pride?
How could they know that they were wrong
They'd been inhuman far too long

(riff continues)

They talked of politics and beer
They marched until they were too near
They fought like men and died the same
They knew they'd never fight again



They left Siberia and tried
To rape and kill to save their lives
They had a chance they had to take
They were not villains, for God's sake