We have the right to state opposition

the thirst for power and profit

we're members of the family now

bitter memories still haunt

deadly weapons life shells are not the only danger

we shoot we ride fast we shoot again

terminal friends soldiers of fortune



awake all night, I'll wait all night, I'll wait for the light



lookin' at the wall should I stay or should I go



we have the right to state our position

the crave for profit and power

dismembered from the family now

waiting for a final call

deadly weapons life shells are not the only danger

we shoot we ride fast we shoot again

terminal friends soldiers of fortune



awake all night...



lookin' at the wall

the poverty surrounding me

the treasure that no one can see

the poverty surrounding me

the bloody hands that hold the key