| Once there was a young girl |
| Innocent and frail |
| Forced to be a soldier |
| Defend her motherland |
| She was turning out to someone |
| She’d never meant to be |
| Was driven to delirium |
| And nothing seemed for real |
| She’s running from her conscious |
| From torment and despair |
| All she feels is contempt |
| For all the things she’s done |
| When the world is turned to fire |
| She keeps her spirit high |
| The only thing to lead her |
| Is the will to stay alive |
| When life is crucified |
| Heroes gonna die |
| Dreams will be sacrificed |
| The glory is a lie |
| You know you gonna die |
| Heroes will be sacrificed |
| The glory is a lie |
| Her mind and soul are empty |
| For all the things she’s seen |
| They stole her future |
| And raped her history |
| In a world full of treason |
| There’s no one she can trust |
| She close her eyes in anger |
| It seems so unreal |
| When the world is turned to fire |
| When the world is turned to fire |
| She keeps her spirit high |
| The only thing to lead her |
| Is the will to stay alive |
| Once there was a young girl |
| Innocent and frail |
| Forced to be a soldier |
| Defend her motherland |
| She was turning out to someone |
| She’d never meant to be |
| Was driven to delirium |
| And nothing seemed for real |
| She’s running from her conscious |
| From torment and despair |
| All she feels is contempt |
| For all the things she’s done |