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