Disposable Heroes (Remastered) - Metallica

Written by：James Hetfield/Kirk Hammett/Lars Ulrich

Bodies fill the fields I see hungry heroes end

No one to play soldier now no one to pretend

Running blind through killing fields bred to kill them all

Victim of what said should be a servant 'til I fall

Soldier boy made of clay now an empty shell

Twenty one only son but he served us well

Bred to kill not to care do just as we say

Finished here greeting death hes yours to take away

Back to the front you will do what I say when I say

Back to the front you will die when I say you must die

Back to the front you coward

You servant you blind man

Barking of machine gun fire does nothing to me now

Sounding of the clock that ticks get used to it somehow

More a man more stripes you wear glory seeker trends

Bodies fill the fields I see the slaughter never ends

Soldier boy made of clay now an empty shell

Twenty one only son but he served us well

Bred to kill not to care do just as we say

Finished here greeting death hes yours to take away

Back to the front you will do what I say when I say

Back to the front you will die when I say you must die

Back to the front you coward

You servant you blind man

Why am I dying

Kill have no fear

Lie live off lying

Hell hell is here

Why am I dying

Kill have no fear

Lie live off lying

Hell hell is here

I was born for dying

Life planned out before my birth nothing could I say

Had no chance to see myself molded day by day

Looking back I realize nothing have I done

Left to die with only friend alone I clench my gun

Soldier boy made of clay now an empty shell

Twenty one only son but he served us well

Bred to kill not to care do just as we say

Finished here greeting death hes yours to take away

Back to the front you will do what I say when I say

Back to the front you will die when I say you must die

Back to the front you coward

You servant you blind man

Back to the front

Back to the front

Back to the front

Back to the front

Back to the front