Текст песни Steel A - ...оловянных солдат

Welcome, private
Here is your new home, it's almost a prison
Forget who you were, now you are mine
I am your father and god, you are a performer of teams
I need muscle, not a brain
Your consciousness and personality is our confiscated
Our battle order is simple
I said - you did, that's what a soldier is

The tin soldier is simple and comfortable
He will die - nonsense
We will pour another platoon in the same form
Enough of them forever

Peace is the calm before the war
I will make you strong and hard as granite
While everything is quiet, I’m building villas
Hard work will keep your fighting ability
Your point is to kill others
Leave me conscience and torment, morality and law
I understand them better
Most important is my power, the whole world is my training ground

My person is more important than those millions
That the garrisons are driven by wagons
Your death is a star on my shoulder straps
One more step on the pedestal

Speak, there is no philosopher's stone?
I will create gold from lead in a moment
And the sleeves in my pockets ring coins
Of them I will add my capital

Tin Soldier
Dent in the track of a tracked tank
Gold Ingot
It looks great in my safe
Coffins made of zinc
No more practical packaging for people
Blood in the hands of others

Wars are for liberation
For rights, for improvements
But they all lead only to enrichment
Certain individuals like me.