Verse 1
Running towards the fight
Horror and dread in my sight

Bullets flying over my head
Soon we'll all be dead

Verse 2
The screams are so loud
And I'm just one in the crowd

Explosions and smoke
Pain it will evoke


The pain is extreme
The sight is obscene
Awaiting the order of death
Take your last breath


Verse 3
Hearing death's bell
We're all going to hell

Mud on my boots, blood om my hands
Awaiting the Final command