Ballad of Per "Sahara" Andersson (Hard violin)

Описание: This song is an artistic interpretation inspired by the life and story of Per “Sahara” Andersson.
The lyrics draw partly from his published biography and other publicly available sources, yet also contain fictionalized elements for the sake of storytelling and atmosphere.
It should not be read as a literal or complete historical account, but as a creative ballad built on both fact and imagination.

Lyrics written with the help of creative AI tools and arranged for this project.

Disclaimer
This work is a fictionalized artistic piece.
While it is inspired by real events and figures, it is not intended as a documentary or official biography.
Any deviations from historical record are the result of artistic interpretation.


Lyrics

[Intro]
He wasn't born for glory
Nor sang songs for flags
He sold his soul for wages
In the shadows of the cracks

[Verse 1]
From Helsinki’s frost to desert sands
No brothers, no bands—just foreign lands
He signed the line, took the gun
For gold, for pay, for no one’s son

[Verse 2]
In Legion green, he walked alone
A number with a borrowed home
With blood in boots and steel in breath
He traded peace for daily death

[Chorus]
For money and fire
For a name he’d burn
He followed the screams
With no road to return
He didn’t fight for country, didn’t fight for pride
Just contracts soaked in what others hide
For money and fire
He lived, and watched others die

[Verse 3 – The Runway]
They dropped from sky to African soil
Mission brief: seize, secure, and foil
But the jungle cracked with sudden flame
And bullets screamed without a name

[Verse 4]
The plane began to rise too soon
A silver angel turned to ruin
Soldiers ran and dropped their load
Their rifles, maps, their final hope

[Bridge 1]
Some screamed, some bled, some reached in vain
Sahara made the ramp through pain
He looked behind – the field was red
A trail of packs and friends left dead

[Chorus]
For money and fire
You don’t look back
You learn to run
While hearts go black
The jungle eats what fear disarms
You count the cost, not the alarms
For money and fire
You climb, and leave the rest behind

[Verse 5 – The Village]
Another day, another lead
A chieftain's help was what they’d need
They slipped through brush with silent breath
To question life, to outpace death

[Verse 6]
But the army got there first that day
And darkness had its own cruel way
From shadows, they could only stare
As horrors ripped the village bare

[Bridge 2]
His daughters screamed, his son was slain
Sahara clenched his fists in vain
No orders came to break the flow
They watched the blood like a silent show

[Chorus]
For money and fire
You hold your voice
You kill inside
You lose your choice
What mercy costs, a mission breaks
What guilt becomes, a man remakes
For money and fire
You learn to feel nothing at all