| Bravo Team is back for an encore |
| Another day, another hard-fought war |
| Defending the free world is a tall order |
| But that’s the duty we’ve all been called for |
| We’re comin' in strong, not gonna knock doors |
| Breach and clear, what you even got a lock for? |
| There comes a time to draw the line |
| And there’s no denyin' that I’m gonna cross yours |
| Squad leader, and I got the vision |
| Now we’re goin' dark and then you’re goin' missin' |
| We’re covered by night, so be silent and listen |
| But you won’t hear shit till we’ve finished our mission |
| You scared of the Bogeyman? 'Cause he exists |
| He’ll light up a cigar, then you’re gonna get lit |
| Regret? I never been encumbered with it |
| 'Cause when I make a decision — I’m runnin' with it |
| People see the world in black or white |
| But have you crossed that line before? |
| You’ll end up dead unless you have some fight |
| But either way, you’re gonna pay the price of war |
| When you’re caught 'tween a rock and a hard place |
| Stay calm, even when you feel your heart race |
| You might think you’re gonna do what’s right |
| But when the lights go out, you’re forced to a dark place |
| So when you gotta pull the trigger, never hesitate |
| Every second that you wait, death is one step away |
| Showin' mercy’s a mistake you should never make |
| Workin' long nights so the world sees better days |
| Stay frosty, don’t let your thoughts run |
| You’re not a hero, you’re here to get the job done |
| So don’t punch out now, you’re on the clock, son |
| I’m countin' sheep — by «count» I mean shot some |
| You’re the hunter, find your target |
| If you don’t got one, then you are it |
| This is not a drill — now prepare to |
| Put a brave face on, counterterror |
| People see the world in black or white |
| But have you crossed that line before? |
| You’ll end up dead unless you have some fight |
| But either way, you’re gonna pay the price of war |
| I’m watchin' you |
| The night has eyes |
| Sights locked on you |
| Now say your goodbyes |
| People see the world in black or white |
| But have you crossed that line before? |
| You’ll end up dead unless you have some fight |
| But either way, you’re gonna pay the price of war |
| I’m watchin' you |
| The night has eyes |
| Sights locked on you |
| Now say your goodbyes |