It's lonely in the field that we send our fighters to wander
They leave with minds of steel. It's their training solution
We've programmed the was. It leads us to order
There's no turning back

A surgical strike
We've taufht them not to feel
Performance is their task
A surgical strike
Its time is arriving now for you

The plan for the day will be swift as the lighting they harness
The atom display is not mindless illusion
At master control, assessment will not be by humans
There's no turning back

A surfical strike
we've taught them not to feel
Performance is their task
A surgical strike
Its time is arriving now for you