expectations of actions that conform foreign beliefs put in position to be killed you have to go you have to fight there s no one else that s capable no one else would even dare put your life on the line without a word silent and stealth just like you were trained to kill your hands are tied you ve been compromised as the bullets rain down on your hide twenty yards and counting the enemy rears his head black eyes glaring hate in his heart blood and sweat mixed with earth bloody mess stench of death blood and sweat mixed with earth searing flesh is what you re worth your hands are tied you ve been compromised as the bullets rain down on your hide your hands are tied you ve been compromised as the bullets rain down on your hide engage sent to defend trained to kill by the ones who called you an animal your hands are tied you ve been compromised as the bullets rain down on your hide your hands are tied you re gonna die by decisions made in someone else s mind