Child Soldier - Funker Vogt

His parents died, shot in the head

Killed by his unit alone at night

They took the kid and gave him drugs

They gave him guns, taught him to kill

Bridge:

He’s still a child

But now a soldier

Can’t comprehend

What’s going on

Chorus:

The gun’s weight’s almost too heavy for his tiny little hands

All he learned has no more value and he has lost all his friends

Only soldiers now surround him, kids who used to be his pals

But the past is now forgotten, he just went straight to hell

His mind is drugged, no feelings left

A perfect killer, who obeys?

Now he’s killing the innocent

To get more orphans for recruitment

Bridge:

He’s still a child

But now a soldier

Can’t comprehend

What’s going on

Chorus:

The gun’s weight’s almost too heavy for his tiny little hands

All he learned has no more value and he has lost all his friends

Only soldiers now surround him, kids who used to be his pals

But the past is now forgotten, he just went straight to hell