| Internal tension erupt in war a proud nation is no more | |
| Under siege four long years blood flows with a million tears | |
| Limit of endurance, civilian dance macabre | |
| Existence of misery, sorrow filled destiny | |
| Broken glass under children's foot | |
| Rivers run red with the blood of the dead | |
| Unseen troops in disguise in positions high above | |
| The hills have eyes, waten you die, sniper the ends of your Life | |
| Massacre of innocent, targets of opportunity | |
| Hunt the soon to be dead | |
| Run for cover, run for life someone got you in their sight | |
| The all seeing sniper scope terminate survival hope |