War Torn Bred and trained to kill, hate begins to grow No more Mr. Nice Guy, no mercy on your soul Never surrender, fight until the death Bleeding profusely, choke on your last breath [Chorus] For God for country, prepare to invade Command to conquer, die under your blade Sky is filled with blood, ligaments explode Bred to act not to think, stench of feces flow Penetrate hot steel, through military flesh Adrenaline pulsating, your last kill still fresh [Chorus]