Lying on some sun-bleached dune,  awaiting the last assault, it won't be long, oh not long  I feel so out of place...a lifeless land,  what a forlorn place for a man to die    Not contemplating, is it wtong or is it right  playing God in foreign lands, announcing  death, the harbinger...  "Vive la morte" I cry, without remorse I wield  the killing tool    I too once lived, till I had to flee,  so far away, from all that I loved, all that I left  behind  I became a machine, trained to kill and forget  what I had once been    Why do I still feel the pain, there must be some  part,  they did not erase...an error in the machine    Oh I can see it now, the dusty road to death  no turing back...it's my coffin full of dreams...  and it's all I have, in the final scene...welcome death    No one sheds a tear, for the legionnaire    Yours is to do and die and not...to question why    Make ready... and over the top you go    This is the final stand, no turing back now,  time to meet your fate  All my hopes in vain, all just a coffin full of  dreams, a coffin full of dreams    I have made my peace, to my spirit I shall remain true...    Even though I embrace death, my tortured  soul will finally be freed...