Kill! Dispose of them on sight Order! That must be followed Crouch, aim, fire, run! I despise myself Soulless scorn I am I stand in line! I'm trying to forget what I've done But these brutal acts remains These people were humans Fathers, husbands like me Puppets of mankind’s favourite game Everytime I'm trying to live These memories come back Haunting me! Normal Life, I can never taste again I wish I'd have died down there So I can rot in hell For what I've done! I left reality, for eternity And all that's left Rests, on their graves Crouch, aim, fire, run! I despise myself Soulless scorn I am I stant in line!