Hark!
Now the drums beat up again
For all true soldiers and gentlemen
Blood on my hands, and with blood on my mind
I
am to slay and replay... I grind and rewind
The plots, the plans, the decadence
Make my life complete
Wars and tours and open
sores
Its all I must repeat
Recycle pain then kill again
Cause every mortal loss is an immortal gain
Ive got a taste
for the extreme
Yet how strange that may seem
Ive joined forces with misery
With death Ive built my team
Death squad
elite
Kill and repeat
I grind and rewind
Everything is cursed where bombs and shells have burst
All mangled now where led
and steel have done their worst
Killings I loop
With my death troop
And with murder I am one as I reload my gun
Grind
and rewind
One shot, one chance to ease my fatal abstinence
I track and trace... and grind and rewind
