Leave for a country, that doesn't hurt you, there you will
Find war and death to no avail
Leave for a country without borders and all you will find
Is homesickness
Uechtland afar, we fear you
Your swamps and your calm, I fear them as well
Uechland you wait until you catch someone
With your dirty arms you seize those with fear
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
