TEMPLARS - "FRONTLINE"

You're a soldier on the frontline
Like the youth of yesterday
You're standing in the crossfire
And you're living day by day
Now life has lost its meaning
And your heart, it feels no love
You're waiting for the kill
And you can almost taste the blood
 [bad word] The road it leads to [bad word] and you live a life of sorrow
You know there's no return
and there's no hope for tomorrow

Warm blood flows through your veins
You anticipate the battle
You don't know what fate awaits
Nor the [bad word] of the [bad word] The memories you've held
Of the ones you left behind
Have all but faded away
With your faith in mankind