For those I love, I respect, I find dear,
I enlisted in the squad of guns for hire.
I went to the war and, I’ve lost the fear,
as I crawl in a pit of the danger dire.
The planes over me are thundering as they soar,
rifles are ready, followed with a growling cheer.
The enemy is approaching, starting the war,
and we moved to rival them, all of my peer.
The command is booming in the back, I hear,
be brave, show no mercy, comes thought the wire.
Storm the enemy, wipe their positions clear,
the command came, Fire, Fire, Fire!