Outremer

The Mercenary

Outremer


Where you there back in '68 
Didn't I drop my napalm on your back 
I saw you burn and I knew we won 
But you shot me dead at Saigon 

Can you remember me from Stalingrad 
I thought you'd beat me but you never had 
At Gettysburg I rode with Lee 
I was in the first wave in Normandie 

We fight for the winning side 
But we change if you pay us good 
I am like you, you are like me 
We thirst for war, we´re mercenary 

I crossed Rubicon for the roman sake 
We throwed our dices and we sealed our fate 
I was a Varjag down in Miklagard 
A hired sniper in a balkan street 

I was in Dallas back in '63 
As well in D.C. a hundred years before 
I got Revolution in my blood 
My deeds feeds the conspiracy 

There is always a newdug grave 
For the people like you and me 
We feed the war and the war feeds us 
Like a parazite drenched in blood 

We fight for the winning side 
But we change if you pay us good 
I am like you, you are like me 
We thirst for war, we´re mercenary 
They call for us when they want loyality 
We serve them well until someone pays us more 
As long as peoples hate lives on, we will be here 
We are reapers for sale, we're mercenary