Текст песни Azure - War Memorial

They hate every kind of thinking.
They don't giva a damn about
the human. They want be machines.
Screws, pistons and straps. But
more than machines they'd rather be
ammunition. Bombs, shrapnells and
grenades. And how much they
would like to die a wretched death
on any battlefield. Their name on a
war memorial is the dream of their
puberty!