(Lilker, Rosenfeld, Turbin)
We are fighting for your lives
Oooh, we are the soldiers in the line of fire
Down in the trenches we wait for the night
The time is approaching
We’re ready to strike
We’ll stop at nothing
There’s no holding back
Born to raise hell
We will attack
Pounding away
Tearing through flesh
Soldiers of metal
Fight to the death
Blasting the cannons
Shaking the ground
Hacking and killing
We’re not fooling around
Warriors in battle
All dressed in black
A slash and a thrust
A stab in the back
The rages of fury
The cause of the fight
We’re soldiers of metal
And we rule the night
Yeah
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