Through the Firestorm

Eyes to the sky, ears to the ground

Flag flyin' high, and we never let our sights down

Lives on the line, as we turn the tide of war

None left behind, fight onward through the firestorm

You can best me in battle-still won't win the war

Fold up your flag, I'll take over your fort

I'm a man of morale-i know from the score

Just how much attrition the foe can afford

Ammo is low, show me support

Plenty of scopes, we don't need no more

"Medic can I get some Dope?!" Oh my lord

After we win I'll be owed an award

Conscientious, but I'm no objector

Brought a Molotov, I'll roast you for sure

Don't hold onto hope, when you know it's all over

I'll show you my coldest shoulder- ignored

You're bloody and coated in gore

I wonder how soaked are your drawers?

I'm gonna bulldoze your forces

Not before I'm done smoking the fuhrer

That's why I'm training my corps

No, this ain't your home anymore

Now it's our house, I'll kick open your door

Rip off your roof leave you totally floored

Splinter the ceiling, shatter and smash

I'll leave you reeling, rattled and thrashed

Raze you to rubble, and after you're ash

I'll write up a treaty-to throw in the trash

Eyes to the sky, ears to the ground

Flag flyin' high, and we never let our sights down

Lives on the line, as we turn the tide of war

None left behind, fight onward through the firestorm

Guilty as charged, with hostile assault

Leading the charge, you're brought to a halt

I'll smash and grind you, tenderize you

Dice you up, and toss you with salt

I got a band of brothers

But I gotta thank my mother

For raising me to treat all as equals

'Cept for Nazis, they're not people

Nah, I'm not a misogynist

Equality's on my list

I'll fight with the women, I'll die with the women

I'll slaughter one too if I gotta, bitch

Cuz I don't discriminate killing my enemies

You're good as dead if you mess with or threaten me

Pocket your tags, you're nothing but memory

I'll make your head my centerpiece

Backhand to face, forehand to spank

I'll man-handle your panzer tanks

You won't see it coming - I plan to flank

Now show some respect, you stand outranked

Just like when dad and I have a catch

You throw me a 'nade I'm sending it back

So put up your mits and, load up your mags

I got this battlefield in the bag

Eyes to the sky, ears to the ground

Flag flyin' high, and we never let our sights down

Lives on the line, as we turn the tide of war

None left behind, fight onward through the firestorm

We are mothers

We are fathers, sons, and daughters

As the world is set on fire

We unite, divide and conquer

For our country

And the honor

From the ashes we will rise

On land

Or by water

With our wings up in the sky

Eyes to the sky, ears to the ground

Flag flyin' high, and we never let our sights down

Lives on the line, as we turn the tide of war

None left behind, fight onward through the firestorm

(Fight onward through the firestorm)

(Fight onward through the firestorm)

(Fight onward through the firestorm)

(Fight onward through the firestorm)

• Artist:JT Music
• Album:JT XVI