its raining planes, theres bodies falling from the sky
breathe in the smoke and say goodnight
now you’re dreaming
its been a good life
and no one lives forever
hey doc can you tell me what happened
to my good friend Tommy?
He ain’t been quite the same ever since
he returned from combat
hey! you!, yeah. the man with a back pack
filled with terrible nightmares.
killing is a sport that i’m sure you’ll master
Shoot To Kill
We’re not weakening
We Are NOT Weakening