I'm a soldier in the world But we'll leave it all someday What's the use in trying to hide Where we came from anyway? We are born to this world Out on known from the beyond When it's time to return You won't be looking in the mirror Future primitive The ones you left behind Are still with you, my dear The life of our dirt We are here and we're gone It's our work that marches on Well, we cross the river once And we'll do it once again The valley, it will open And the mountains will fall to their knees Take the girl from the parents And leave the rest behind What you wanted was your life Well, you'll get something more Future primitive The ones you left behind Are still with you, my dear The life of our dirt We are here and we're gone It's our work that marches on