Delirious Soldier, by MadMikeMarsbergen

Delirious soldier

Fight in the arena

Killing for her

Get back your Trina

You're not your own man

No, not no more

Now you kill for The Man

To hear the crowd roar

You've slain a hundred

You've seen the blood-red floor

Your soul is undead

You hear knocking at Death's door

Delirious soldier

Killing for your little girl

You just hope one thing

That she's not a dead girl