Winter morning, by the frozen plains
Under high command, disarm the wild
When black coyote refused in bravery
Fired guns lit up the darkened lands

Who's the savage when the blood flows
May the spirits rest in the end

Take no prisoners, and cease their lives at sight
There's no mercy in the soldier blue
Hunt the wildhearts til the tears runs out
No, there's no mercy in the soldier blue

Despite the hundreds sent to other worlds
Great awards was given to a few
There was no honor and no gallantry
Only ice cold murder by the sword

Who's the savage when the blood flows
May the spirits rest in the end