Too smart to fall Too brave to hide Answer the call To make what's right. Always training All day all night Always craving The skill to fight. Your mind is numb Weapon in hand The time has come You must stand up to fight, to die. Look deep in your soul Hatred in control We will hunt and seek Eliminate the weak. No compassion The only way Known assassin When pushed will slay. Always waiting For the command Contemplating He must stand. Barren wasteland Stench of defeat Blood on your hands There's no retreat. What you have done It's all been planned Nowhere to run You must stand up to fight, to die.