It was a cold dark night in 88'
Brigades of soldiers at the gates
M-16's close in hand
Setting out for another land
Soldier boys in the sky
Nerves of steel as they pass by
The smell of smoke fills the air
Enemy troops are everywhere
The sound of artillery rings through the night
Raise your guns, prepare to fight
Hold up your heads and hold them high
You are the best, the best don't die..
