Evacuate the hunting ground,
Lay your weapons down,
The soldiers fighting for the right,
And no one gives a damn,
A burst of gunfire hailing down,
On the battle ground,
A soldier’s screaming out for help,
And no one hears a sound,
Chorus:
Whoaoh they dont care
Whoaoh they dont care
Blasting forth in harmony,
Into the jaws of death they run,
Fueled by adrenaline and an unforgiving gun,
Charging to their destiny,
Down and down they go,
Lied to by their leaders with a non-existant hope,
Chorus