Soldiers are fighting to destroy the mayhem They have their country, they have no name Always sleeping with one eye open Never knowing if there'll be a tomorrow Saving lives of others in this life of hell Finger on the trigger, the rifle is a friend Burning desires to kill the enemy Eliminate him before he murders me Bullet in the chest My best friend is on the groung He will never be the same Blind and half cripple Bullet in the head My best friend is dead I will never be the same Revenge is on the loose Soldiers are brothers of each and one of us We should love them and hold them in our arms When they are alone they'll pray for the silence Praying to god that the twilight never ends All their feelings are numb and dried out Machines with weapons and hate in their hearts Night is coming down, it's time for the action We'll pray for them that there won't be a disaster