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 guarantied
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 die young – forever gone