Napalm (The Crimson Armada)

You can only hold your breath so long Staring down the length of your lifeline alone You've put a price on your neck Loading the last of your ammo This streak of deceit ends now I've got five names in the grave You've got every reason to be alarmed When you see the fire in my eyes You'll know that it's the napalm You'll know that it's the napalm Strike! You'll know that it's the napalm Strike! This is every man for himself There's no cowards way out This is every man for himself This is every man for himself There's no time to waste The next time you take a second to blink You'll wake up to sky and 30 rounds in the face There's no time to breathe Every passing second is seconds closer to you bleeding I've got to clear my head This is a match to the death No turning back when It is every man for himself Your numbers up I've got the blood of eleven on my hands Time to sit back And watch the dogs tear apart the flesh of every man I've got five names in the grave You've got every reason to be alarmed When you see the fire in my eyes You'll know that it's the napalm You'll know that it's the napalm Strike! You'll know that it's the napalm Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike! Napalm Strike! You'll know that it's the napalm