Under Fire

Fear is in my brain, here�s no place to runBlood runs cold in vein; I�m lowering the gunEnvirons have been burning with all-destroying flameStreets of town are turning into blood-red grain Under fire solders dyingBombardment aviation�s come back to take our livesAbysmal tribulation where the black raven fliesNo god, no politicians can stop that overkillHelplessness is their missions Hands of N.A.C. dealUnder fire solders dying