Six Hundred Strike

Six hundred men, six hundred

Six hundred men, six hundred

Six hundred men, six hundred

Six hundred men, six hundred

I don't think you seem to get it

I can't afford to die

'Cause I will get back to my son

And I will get back to my wife

For every comrade, every one of my friends

Almost all of whom were slaughtered by your hand

Six hundred strike (six hundred men, six hundred)

Six hundred men, six hundred

Six hundred men, six hundred

Six hundred

Six hundred men

You idiot

Can't you see?

You sealed your fate just to beat me

You released my storm

When you opened that bag

Blocked your one way home

Now you'll never get back

You're going to call off that storm

Or what? You can't kill me

Exactly

Wait, wait, ah!

How does it feel to be helpless?

How does it feel to know pain?

I watched my friends die in horror

Crying as they were all slain

I heard their final moments

Calling their captain in vain

Look what you turned me into

Look what we've become

Enough

All of the pain that I've been through (stop!)

Haven't I suffered enough? Stop!

You didn't stop when I begged you

Told me to close my heart

(You) you said the world was dark (monster)

Didn't you say that ruthlessness is mercy upon our-

Alright, please

After everything you've done

How will you sleep at night?

Next to my wife