Bastard son of a thousand wars Born and raised in endless combat Human killing machine was bred A trail where the dead soldiers lie Years splattered with blood Walk a path strewn with corpses Doing mission after mission Now war is in my blood War is in my blood Memories of forgotten wars Keep haunting my mind Images of death and suffering The bloody nightmares never end Withdrawn in the woods With the bloodhounds on his track Jungle warfare tactics Used to have them trapped Taking them down one by one As screams fill the night Stabbing, shooting, impaling Those weaklings all will die They drew first blood No deed left undone They drew first blood Now death will come War Driving spikes through their limbs As war is in his blood Hunters become the hunted Since they drew first blood Bastard son of a thousand wars Born and raised in endless combat Human killing machine was bred A trail where the dead soldiers lie Years splattered with blood Walk a path strewn with corpses Doing mission after mission Now war is in my blood War is in my blood
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