by Matthew1018@xiami.com





So lock and load mercanaries

i see the smoke from the hilltop

they march one by one

the battle starts adversarys

they bathe in our blood

the worst is yet to come

weve reached the covenate

to kill what we have started

kill the machines weve spawned to fight

in the darkest hour



they really need to know

we really gotta go

we fight to live we fight for pride

we wont back down the weak dont survive





we stay here tonight

dont let them find us or were dead

promise me you wont leave my side

the warmest place to lye my head

and when the sun comes up we fight

dont let them find us or were dead

so promise me you wont leave my side

trace this blood back to there grave



the smoke has cleared

thousands are destroyed

they send signals no salvation

they fight in lockout scope is ready to go

armed with explosives spartans stand alone



they really need to know

we really gotta go

we fight to live we fight for pride

we wont back down the weak wont survive





we stay here tonight

dont let them find us or were dead

promise me you wont leave my side

the warmest place to lye my head

and when the sun comes up we fight

dont let them find us or were dead

so promise me you wont leave my side









we stay here tonight

dont let them find us or were dead

promise me you wont leave my side

the warmest place to lye my head

and when the sun comes up we fight

dont let them find us or were dead

so promise me you wont leave my side





(growls from the underworld)

charge the gates

with rust on there gears

they seek destruction

and kill the functions