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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Hetfield
James Hetfield
Vocals
Lars Ulrich
Lars Ulrich
Drums
Cliff Burton
Cliff Burton
Background Vocals
Kirk Hammett
Kirk Hammett
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Hetfield
James Hetfield
Composer
Lars Ulrich
Lars Ulrich
Composer
Kirk Hammett
Kirk Hammett
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metallica
Metallica
Producer
Flemming Rasmussen
Flemming Rasmussen
Engineer
Michael Wagener
Michael Wagener
Mixing Engineer
Mark Wilczak
Mark Wilczak
Assistant Mixing Engineer
George Marino
George Marino
Mastering Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Gentry Studer
Gentry Studer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
A servant till I fall
[PreChorus]
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty-one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finished here
Greetings, Death
He's yours to take away
[Chorus]
Back to the front
You will do what I say when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blind man
[Verse 2]
Barking of machine gun fire does nothing to me now
Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you wear, glory seeker trends
Bodies fill the fields I see
The slaughter never ends
[PreChorus]
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty-one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finished here
Greetings, Death
He's yours to take away
[Chorus]
Back to the front
You will do what I say when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blind man
[Bridge]
Why am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, hell is here
[Bridge]
Why am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, hell is here
[Bridge]
I was born for dying
[Verse 3]
Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
Left to die with only friend
Alone, I clench my gun
[PreChorus]
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty-one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finished here
Greetings, Death
He's yours to take away
[Chorus]
Back to the front
You will do what I say when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blind man
Back to the front
[Outro]
Back to the front
Back to the front
Back to the front
Back to the front
Written by: Kirk Hammett, James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich
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