High Price - Modern Vampires

Always wanted to be a soldier

Since I was three years old

But then I grew a little older

Thats when my asthma put that dream on hold

Spent time working on a dairy farm

For a while I thought I’d made it good

But then I lost my mother

Thats when I found the YPG brotherhood

Pay a high price

Roll the last die

Don’t think twice

I told my father I was travelling

Shit I don’t like to lie

I travelled on the sand roads to Rojava

And when I arrived I told him I was alright

Pay a high price

Roll the last die

Don’t think twice

My nom de guerra was Givara Rojava

I was a soldier in war for something worth fighting for

In the siege of Manbij city

Days and nights spent pushing that line

Bullets flying men were crying

Sleep was hard to find

I see a young brother running

Running for a beat up door

Rigged to blow and it blew out

Blew his ass straight to the floor

Pay a high price

Roll the last die

Don’t think twice

I dropped my gear and I was running so fast

A thirty metre dash into the darkness of the blast

In the kingdom of the blind

The one eyed man is king

I ran into my mother arms

And the rest feels

Just like a dream