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