Whiteout - Hell Is Closer Than Home Lyrics

Shut your heart - but don't close your eyes
Don't dream of hope - there is only now
Never mind the cold - nor the dark, the snow
You may lose your home - never lose your goal

Man-machine of the infantry
When nations weep they cry tears of steel
Hold on tight, now your world gets small
Final breath, final curtain call

So if we all could go home tonight
We would dream there never was any fight
Then the tears of steel start to fall
I never thought that hell would be closer than home
Hell is closer than home

Looking up at the mortal sky
I hear my name in the whistling sound
As they ram our walls - could we turn around?
As they start to fall, am I next in line?

In the fields of blood flowers will grow
Devoid of memories past, deep in the soil
As I close my eyes, as I think of home
I miss those days that have yet to come

So if we all could go home tonight
We would dream there never was any fight
Then the tears of steel starts to fall
I never thought that hell could be closer than home
Hell is closer than home