Too smart to fall
Too brave to hide
Answer the call
To make what's right.

Always training
All day all night
Always craving
The skill to fight.

Your mind is numb
Weapon in hand
The time has come
You must stand up to fight, to die.

Look deep in your soul
Hatred in control
We will hunt and seek
Eliminate the weak.

No compassion
The only way
Known assassin
When pushed will slay.

Always waiting
For the command
Contemplating
He must stand.

Barren wasteland
Stench of defeat
Blood on your hands
There's no retreat.

What you have done
It's all been planned
Nowhere to run
You must stand up to fight, to die.