Life hangs by a thin thread Just waiting for the final cut We are moving forward pushing through Deep in the enemy line Our mission clear minds focused To forthcoming assault into the heart of fire Every men determind to bring the pain
They chose to leave not to return Six men of war They chose to face the flame To burn in glory Wicked smile on the lips of a man When walking into the fire Face to face with his own demise He goes with laughter in his eyes
The scars of war are depicted in their firm faces Deep darkness hidden in their hungry eyes They were chosen for they have nothing to lose and no fear of death
Guns loaded we are ready to dance just put your filth forth There is no solice in a song of a heavy machine gun Ground is trembling as the six are marching on Punishing the resistance We are closing our end And the hell will be unleashed
After nightfall the glimmer of dawn cuts the silence Revealing piles of bodies which on the top there six soldiers stand
They chose to leave not to return Six men of war They chose to face the flame To burn in glory Wicked smile on the lips of a man When walking into the fire Face to face with his own demise He goes with laughter in his eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
