To Metallica, before they painted their halls of justice
green.

Your own country was your mother, and the army was your
dad;
And you'll serve them both with honor, whether you're alive
or dead.
You were bred to be a soldier, and a soldier you shall be -

Always following the orders, never judging your own deeds.

  [chorus:]
  Kill to survive - and survive just to kill once again.
  You're a killing machine - you're a weapon, no longer a
man.
  Look to the sky - no god to pray and ask to forgive.
  Look at yourself - you're alone, with no reason to live.

Your life passes like a sideshow; your last minute, your
last breath.
You know that you have no chances - that's the moment before
death.
Now it's time to die with honor, but there is no honor left
-
Only pain and fear and hatred, rising from your blackened
self.

  [chorus:]
  Killed to survive - and survived just to kill once
again.
  Just a killing machine - just a weapon, and never a man.
  Up in the sky - no god to pray and ask to forgive.
  And down on earth - died alone, with no reason to live.

Years are passing very quickly by your statue on the
square.
You're now an official hero, but your corpse just doesn't
care.
No one knows what really happened - they made sure that no
one will.
You're a hero, you're a model; how could you be bred to
kill?..

  [chorus:]
  Killed to survive - and survived just to kill once
again.
  Just a killing machine - just a weapon, and never a man.
  Up in the sky - no god to pray and ask to forgive.
  And down on earth - died alone, with no reason to live.