Tear the bastards apart We see them coming a mile away Gathered to kill on a desolate plain No fear in our minds Pure hate in our hearts Miscalculation of our strength their bane Take us lightly and we'll make you pay Pride left them defenseless

Everything's wrong every time Pushing on I can't escape Everything that comes my way Is haunting me taking its sweet time Holding on I'm lost in a haze Fighting life to the end of my days And you're so cynical, Narcissistic Cannibal Got to bring myself

Some black water healing some time to kill I'm doing pretty good man but I ain't lying Ten years ago I had to fly Need some hard red clay and a soft sand hill Been living my dream trying to stay alive I missed my buddies, I miss my home I ain't seen my

You are never alone We will overcome Through the eye Of the storm Even through, the shadows Together we stand After all this time No matter the trial

Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight Well, we're gonna kill 'em, gonna stomp 'em tonight Yeah, we're gonna thrill 'em, gonna do 'em up right Oh, we're gonna take 'em, gonna give 'em a fright Are you ready for a hard time, are you ready for the ball to top

We must walk alone No more time to kill tomorrow The song has born a brand new day Conscience has been cast away Evil has been blessed with prays Heroes end up in disgrace So who will be our savior now That judge your angels to the ground It's a lonely

Where will you go now? Is it true now? Killers done found this touch a long time ago Had to walks hours before I found this new kind of road Had to spend months inside a dark room with my candles blown But I came out with a light that blind at then end

Come, I'm callin', come Come away, come away, come away, come here So come away, come away, come away, come here And peace of mind is easy to find when the time is right Peace of mind When the time is right (When the time is right) There's no one on the

Say goodbye You are in the sniper's sight The first kill tonight Time to die! The White Death's prey Say goodbye! You are in the bullet's way Snipers sight You are the first kill tonight

When this war is over It will be a better day But it won't bring back Those poor boys in their graves Ain't no sense in no action Killin' people all the time When it happens on the street We call that a crime Man, he can get along