Soldier Of Fortune Lyrics - Violent Restitution - Razor

Give me the weapons, I'll finish the job 

I do what I have to, to win 

killing the weak if they're not on my side 

I don't know the meaning of sin 

under command if you're paying my price 

I'm paying your back with my skill 

a hit man who deeds out the violence with ease 

emotionless, customized kill 

Take aim: open fire 

I've still got drive and I've still got the fucking desire 

Survivor of torture disturber of peace 

fightning for reasons unknown 

really don't care if I'm good or I'm bad 

you pay me and I set the tone 

like a cancerous cell infesting your blood 

they still haven't found me a cure 

victim circumstance, driven by greed 

believe me, my hatred is pure 

S.O.F., lives to be claimed 

living in trenches and barrens untamed 

S.O.F., treasonous crimes 

motives uncertain a sign of the times 

killing machine, evil regime, sinister dream, listen for screams, 

paying my price, rolling the dice, should've thought twice 

your neck I will slice