Machine gun fire locks us down Hammered by mortar rounds Space closing in, quarters are tight Pineapple will be served tonight A trophy of ears adorns my neck for the platoon to admire Trying to snuff me out, some have tried, but their time on this earth expired Pull the pin and let her fly It’s you or them, do or die Unleash Hell, let it thunder Grab your nuts, and run for cover Fire in the hole Shrapnel rains, bloody wounds Steel fragments shall encase your tomb My arm is strong, my aim is steady The reaper smiles for I've sent him many I can smell fear in the air, I can hear every breath One good flick of the wrist, leads to a certain death Plug your ears quickly, you know it's gonna be loud Steel, flesh and body parts fertilize the ground Fire in the holeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
