One lonely Man

Picked despite his Will

To fight for his Country

Supposedly Born and Bred to Kill

He was afraid to Die

To Kill, or to Fight

He had the Love of Jesus

Blinded by the Light

You'll Fight or Die

So Dominate, you can't Hide

It's Do or Die, before it's too Late

Far away from Home, his Mission

Is to Kill, there is no

Sanctuary, for the Coward's

Spiteful will, all others they

Will follow, the Leaders of the

Pack

Death is their Future in this

World

The Leaders Scream Attack

You'll Fight or Die

So Dominate, you can't Hide

It's Do or Die, before it's too Late

Smell of Death grows Stronger

As Blood begins to Flow

Every man's a Hunter

And to Kill is all they know

War Machines keep Pushing

Metal falls like Rain

Stench of Bodies Burning

This man has reached his End

This man's war he Lost

And no one's felt the Pain

No mercy and no Sorrow

Only Countries Gained

But far away from home, his

Mission was to kill

Still no Sanctuary, for the Cowards

Spiteful Will

You'll Fight or Die

So Dominate, you can't Hide

It's Do or Die, before it's too Late