Internal tension erupt in war a proud nation is no more Under siege four long years blood flows with a million tears
Limit of endurance, civilian dance macabre Existence of misery, sorrow filled destiny Broken glass under children's foot Rivers run red with the blood of the dead
Unseen troops in disguise in positions high above The hills have eyes, waten you die, sniper the ends of your Life
Massacre of innocent, targets of opportunity Hunt the soon to be dead
Run for cover, run for life someone got you in their sight The all seeing sniper scope terminate survival hope