In hostile terrain we're
camouflaged in smoke, mud
and lead. Bodies dropping one
by one. No chance to live again

The ghost of war surround the trenches
All hope goes away. Miles from home
drenched by the cold rain

Facing all my fears, here I go again
Feeling in the skin the real meaning of pain
Dreams can come true
when you look for them
I went through the gates Of fire
Coming home again

I feel so lost, and this is not good
repressing this desire inside my heart
so far from here. I'm on my way back now
Coming home again

I look back and all I see is a lot of painful memories
How many Young people died in the trenches
Without meeting their families
Medals were buried in the mud
and will never be remembered
We're finally home
we left hell behind

Facing all my fears, here I go again
Feeling in the skin the real meaning of pain
Dreams can come true
when you look for them
I went through the gates Of fire
Coming home again

I feel so lost, and this is not good
repressing this desire inside my heart
so far from here. I'm on my way back now
Coming home again