The hot wind blowing Checking knives across the sand The crumbling buildings And the mines are all that stand Just like the buffalo, blindly following the herd We try to justify all the things that have occurred
I know what I've been told Which is that the people can't be controlled I know what I've been told Which is that the people can't be controlled
Heat of the desert The saddle's on my face Without a compass The soldier knows no disgrace Out of the ashes The eagle rises still Freedom is calling To all men who bend their will
Here I am Turning faceless Waiting to heed your instruction On my own Invisible warrior I am a wind of destruction
(All men who bend their will)
We fight for justice In a forgotten place Fulfill our duty Then vanish without a trace Don't need a medal For all the men we kill Freedom is calling To all men who bend their will