War Torn -

Bred and trained to kill, hate begins to grow

No more Mr. Nice Guy, no mercy on your soul

Never surrender, fight until the death

Bleeding profusely, choke on your last breath

For God for country, prepare to invade

Command to conquer, die under your blade

Sky is filled with blood, ligaments explode

Bred to act not to think, stench of feces flow

Penetrate hot steel, through military flesh

Adrenaline pulsating, your last kill still fresh

War Torn

Sky is filled with blood, ligaments explode

Bred to act not to think, stench of feces flow

Penetrate hot steel, through military flesh

Adrenaline pulsating, your last kill still fresh

War Torn

Bred and trained to kill, hate begins to grow

No more Mr. Nice Guy, no mercy on your soul

Never surrender, fight until the death

Bleeding profusely, choke on your last breath