Sitting in a dark room
Waiting for the next day
The first day of initiation
Of its essence of being
Born from secret military projects
Drugs in veins
Pounding blood and brain on fire
To be a human war machine
A simple task
Complete the f**ing mission
There is no time to be a coward
Ready for k**ing
As the machine of human flesh
The doors are open, a new attack came
That sh** in your veins
Stifles the last feelings
To have no dreams and no remorse
The next level of insane initiation
The ritual will take your soul of humanity