Schwerter Zu Pflugscharen

With sticks you kicked me
Like a wolf lurking on me
I was helpless at your mercy
You robbed me of my dignity
You made me beg for mercy
Predicted death to me too often
I will never find peace
Full of hate and sorrow

I had to feel the whip daily
And also the dagger in my body
The injections that tortured me so much
The poison in me for all time
Even today I feel the pain
Your spirit haunts me day and night
And I will never find peace
A cripple full of sorrow and hate

Swords to plowshares
Swords to plowshares
Swords to plowshares

You darkened my eyes
Broke my backbone
The wounds deep inside me
Will never heal
You are the spawn of hell
Conceived by those who kept silent
And those who sowed all the wind
Will reap the storm

Swords to plowshares
Swords to plowshares
Swords to plowshares
Swords to plowshares

But someday I will find you
No matter where you hide
You will crawl before me
Your blood, I will taste it
And only when you are buried
In the earth of justice
Then I can find peace
For all eternity...

Swords to plowshares
Swords to plowshares
Swords to plowshares
Swords to plowshares
Swords to plowshares
Swords to plowshares
Swords to plowshares
Swords to plowshares