Soldier Of Fortune Lyrics

Give me the weapons, I'll finish the job
I do what I have to, to win
killing the weak if they're not on my side
I don't know the meaning of sin
under command if you're paying my price
I'm paying your back with my skill
a hit man who deeds out the violence with ease
emotionless, customized kill

Take aim: open fire
I've still got drive and I've still got the f*cking desire

Survivor of torture disturber of peace
fightning for reasons unknown
really don't care if I'm good or I'm bad
you pay me and I set the tone
like a cancerous cell infesting your blood they still haven't found me a cure
victim circumstance, driven by greed
believe me, my hatred is pure

S.O.F., lives to be claimed
living in trenches and barrens untamed
S.O.F., treasonous crimes
motives uncertain a sign of the times
killing machine, evil regime, sinister dream, listen for screams,
paying my price, rolling the dice, should've thought twice
your neck I will slice

Take aim: open fire
I've still got the drive and I've still got the f*cking desire
take aim: you'll pay
I've still got the will and i've still got the power to stay

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