It's lonely in the field

That we send our fighters to wander

They leave with minds of steel

It's their training solution

We've programmed the way

It leads us to order

There's no turning back



CHORUS

A surgical strike

We've taught them not to feel

Performance is their task

A surgical strike

It's time is arriving now for you



The plan for the day

Will be swift as the lightning they harness

The storm display is not mindless illusion

At master control, assessment will not

Be by humans-there's no turning back



CHORUS

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