Last Letter

Cryptic Wintermoon

Dear honey thanks for your nice words 
They really were a gleam of hope in these dark cold days 
Where the sun in the sky has disappeared 
And the fog of perdition seems to occupy the land 

We are still here in the trench waiting for our war 
Nothing seems as glorious as we heard before 
Even the autumn feels so different 
Here the leaves may fall no more 

Well at all it seems like time is standing still 
The only thing we really count are the comrades that did not return 
Maybe they are the luckiest of us all 
As they have left it all behind 

But with my god on my side nothing will happen to me 
No more failures and no more faults cause I am programmed to be 
But with my god on my side nothing will happen to me 
No more failures and no more faults cause I am programmed to be 

Never be concerned bout me I will make it somehow 
But if it is my destiny that time has come to end for me 
Then I will beg you not to cry as there are yet so many moms 
That grieve for their beloved 

If only their tears could wash away all this nonsense and this hate 
How many men will keep their lives how many blood is saved 
Hasn't mankind reached real far that it slays itself that it makes war 

I always whisper your name 
When I am alone and scared 
I guess it brings me luck 
And all the harm falls off from me 
Maybe tomorrow is the day 
Where the hope returns again 

With you on my side 
Nothing can happen to me 
No more failures and no more faults 
Cause I am programmed to be