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 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