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