Hark!

Now the drums beat up again

For all true soldiers and gentlemen

Blood on my hands, and with blood on my mind

I am to slay and replay... I grind and rewind

The plots, the plans, the decadence

Make my life complete

Wars and tours and open sores

It's all I must repeat

Recycle pain – then kill again

Cause every mortal loss is an immortal gain

I've got a taste for the extreme

Yet how strange that may seem

I've joined forces with misery

With death I've built my team

Death squad elite

Kill and repeat

I grind and rewind

Everything is cursed where bombs and shells have burst

All mangled now where led and steel have done their worst

Killings I loop

With my death troop

And with murder I am one as I reload my gun

Grind and rewind

One shot, one chance to ease my fatal abstinence

I track and trace... and grind and rewind