Muzyka i słowa: Mustaine

Got one chance, infiltrate them
Get it right, terminate them
The Panzers will permeate them
Break their pride, denigrate them
And their people, retrograde them
Typhus, deteriorate them
Epidemic, devastate them
Take no prisoners, cremate them

Going to war, give them hell
D-Day, next stop Normandy
Beginning of the end
We know how to and sure as shit we'll win
"War is peace" sure man
A retreat for the damned
A playground for the demented
A haven for those who walk this world
Bereft of heart and soul

Love and war, they say all is fair
Take his life but won't take his hair
Your body parts, your country spares
By the way son, here's your wheelchair

He once had to be all he could be
Now he's nothing for no one, nowhere to see
Funny thing, he's like you and me
It's a funny thing, funny thing

Tears streak his solemn stare
Abandoned for wreckage, nobody cares
No one knew what would happen there
No one spoke, no one even dared

Don't ask what you can do for your country
Ask what your country can do for you

Solo - Poland

Take no prisoners, take no shit!