I wear the ghosts upon my back Steel helmets hanging from the rack Pictures fading on my wall I know the names, I know them all Panzer dreams beneath the light I disappear into the night History burns inside my room Black smoke rising through the gloom I know the battles I know the dates I know the weapons I know the names But when the screen goes black And morning comes again There's nothing here There's no one there WEHRABOO! Living in a dead man's war WEHRABOO! Dreaming of a world before Steel and fire Iron skies A thousand ghosts Behind my eyes WEHRABOO! I salute the screen alone WEHRABOO! This empty room is my throne I never saw the burning fields Never felt the weight of steel I only know the photographs And all the myths that never last I tell myself I'm something more Than just a shadow on the floor But every night the same refrain I build an empire in my brain WEHRABOO! Living in a dead man's war WEHRABOO! Dreaming of a world before Steel and fire Iron skies A thousand ghosts Behind my eyes WEHRABOO! I salute the screen alone WEHRABOO! This empty room is my throne WEHRABOO! Living in a dead man's war WEHRABOO! Dreaming of a world before Steel and fire Iron skies A thousand ghosts Behind my eyes WEHRABOO! No army comes when I call WEHRABOO! No empire waits beyond the wall WEHRABOO! Wehraboo… Wehraboo… Wehraboo…
