400 battles - Kent

The verdict fell on a morningflight to London
Like silent heavy steps towards you
The verdict fell eventhough you allways used condom
And with the scythe tilted your old friend is waiting

And as you played when you were children
And you stood in attention with your back straight and took fourhundred hits

The sleep came and you who laid so right in time
The verdict fell as tears agains your screen
The sleep came as a rightwing opinion
But aginst dollars and yens the death becomes a joke

And as you played when you were children
You lost your battle, you're standing left alone

And nobody comes to your defense
So you stand in attention with your back straight and take fourhundred hits

Note: This is a translation of the swedish track 400 slag. An english version doesn't exist...