Lyrics: Rüdisser H. Music: Opus, publishing by Opus Music Edition
We live in illusions
And come to no conclusion
Lead nations into templation
For our own salvation
Look into eyes who's souls are burning
While starving little kids are yearing
Born to die young with a curse on their tongue
And hate is the seed from wounds that bleed
Silently appealing
For help that cause healing
Food-supply is guaranteed
But we're deaf to the real need
While cowards trie to appologize
A thousand innocents gave their lives
Born to die young...
They say that "38" will never come
And concentration-camps are forever gone
But still they're holding on
Forever we're born to die young
Born to die young
We live in illusions
Still come to no conclusion
Lead nations into temptation
For our own salvation
Look into eyes who's souls are burning
While starving little kids are yearing
Born to the young - forever gone