Armour forged from the iron
Blades beaten into shape
Between the hammer and the anvil
Empty the armory
Take everything that makes them bleed
Ways of death has no boundaries

Fear kills the instinct
Numbs the compulsion
Programming that condones a murder
Cruelty either runs
In the blood or is acquired skill
Either way repeat creates perfection

Command
Forward
Command
Scorch the earth

Trial by fire
Prove your worth
Scorch the earth
Trial by fire
Prove your worth
Scorch the earth

Dry blood like a rust on an iron
Stains the shields, tarnish the arms
Paint with red, decorate with death
Adorn the field with terror

Trial by fire
Prove your worth
Scorch the earth
Trial by fire
Prove your worth
Scorch the earth