Before the jungle closes in a letter to America   The candles are a cocoa hue   Inside the room of missing men      100 mercenary souls   Ohh   We are the army of the night   Ohh      One foot in front of the other babe   One baby step, I, I, I, I   Feel a soldier of fortune   Marching inside of me      We drink our gin in Mandalay   Afraid of what we have become   This is the moment of intrigue      Ohh   A tiger dreaming of his prey   Ohh   This is the edge of history      One foot in front of the other babe   One baby step, I, I, I, I   Feel a soldier of fortune   Marching inside of me      One foot in front of the other babe   One baby step, I, I, I, I   Feel a soldier of fortune   Marching inside of me      One foot in front of the other babe   One baby step, I, I, I, I   Feel a soldier of fortune   Marching inside of me   ...