Mercenery Man

Soldier boy, where's your toy?
Make your momma proud
And the medals of gold shows you're no murderer
Soldier boy do you feel joy
While sniping humans down
In the ruins of the Balkans or in Lebanon

Wonder what is lost in a mind so cold?
Forever to be damned


He's a mercenary man; your life is in his hands
Sorrow falls; up from the valley of the death
He'll rise again
Mercenary man; the nations will bleed;
He will never be free again

Baghdad dawn soon it's gone
Holy places burn
There are tribes killing tribes in Somalia
Infected boil drowned in oil
Profit's in command
High score of this game called hysteria

Years went by; this soldier returned to Ma' in a body bag



The Nazarene could walk on the water
For you and me, but why

The curtain will fall, humanity
Pity the whore, insanity
Stabbing your friend, you cheater
Failure of death or fraud of life


Puppets of rage, no pantomime
Walking the stage under the gun
Power supreme you are the
Master of flies

Is there a chance to pay back the fee of life?
He is forever damned



He will never be free again
Never ever be free