Hoping for something, for the first time
Won't be the last time
Hoping-repetitive state of mind
Wishing for a thrill
Pissing down a well again
The fire in the wind, gutters away

A warrior passes by
There's no one in his way
His armour of confidence
Keeps him safe
In the cold
In the wet environs
Of the world
Safe in this cold world

War
A swath of pure destruction
The strength to kill
A force of will
Though it may seem a gross abomination

The survivors always need
The warrior mentality
A crucial reckoning
The warrior mentality

Waste
Lay waste to all of those who bar the path
Their struggles slowly cease
Beneath his boots, their lives are moot
A warrior does not slash, he cuts his foe down

The will to win
It's Ugly as sin
A badge that must be worn with honor
An attitude that prepares itself for what may come

No more wasted days
This is a way of life that holds itself at stake
No detail missed
Defeat does not exist
None but death may stop this lone revolution