Built By Nations 歌词

When a man must walk the devil’s road Churning up earth below He is bound to brothers Built by nations With no pride to call his own The trouble gets so loud When all the hell tries to drag you down The wounded warrior On this battle ground Who is he to think of his survival When a man must kill his home Standing naked in the breast of canyons Where companions are alone The trouble gets so loud When all the hell tries to drag you down The wounded warrior On this battle ground The trouble gets so loud Gets so loud The wounded warrior Warrior