Текст песни Dust in the Raid - Gregory Patrick

Warheads relish
As we're parachuting down
Onto a land we know well
Soldiers perish
As we're kneeling on the ground
With blood from our love

We're a machete
We're a loaded gun
Coming to get us?
They better turn around and run
We're a machete
We're a sharpened blade
Tryna find us?
There's only dust in the raid

Battles yonder
As we crouch to ponder
In a ditch of our hope
Damaged armor
We're avoiding every shot
Aimed at our tied hearts

We're a machete
We're a loaded gun
Coming to get us?
They better turn around and run
We're a machete
We're a sharpened blade
Tryna find us?
There's only dust in the raid

We are angry lovers
We are angry lovers
We are angry lovers
We are angry lovers