Mercenary Man - Astral Doors

Soldier boy, where’s your toy?

Make your momma proud

And the medals of gold shows you’re no murderer

Soldier boy do you feel joy

While sniping humans down

In the ruins of the Balkans or in Lebanon

Wonder what is lost in a mind so cold?

Forever to be damned

He’s a mercenary man;

your life is in his hands

Sorrow falls;

up from the valley of the death he’ll rise again

Mercenary man;

the nations will bleed;

he will never be free again

Baghdad dawn soon it’s gone

Holy places burn

There are tribes killing tribes in Somalia

Infected boil drowned in oil

Profit’s in command

High score of this game called hysteria

Years went by;

this soldier returned to Ma' in a body bag

The Nazarene could walk on the water

For you and me, but why

The curtain will fall, humanity

Pity the whore, insanity

Stabbing your friend, you cheater

Failure of death or fraud of life

Puppets of rage, no pantomime

Walking the stage under the gun

Power supreme you are the

Master of flies

Is there a chance to pay back the fee of life?

He is forever damned

He will never be free again

Never ever be free