Megadeth. This Day We Fight!. Zeneszám

For this I was chosen
Because I fear nothing
With confidence I tread through the dead of night
Off to another wartorn faraway battlefields
Wherein lies a demonic enemy horde

On this day I decide to anoint my fist
Engaging them in the mode of power and war

Stopping at nothing just short of fulfilling my destiny
Willing to die in my will after you for what I believe

A despair of men striking fear in their hearts
Invading their dreams before the day even starts

Wet with your blood I sharpen my sword
No turning the other cheek like a coward
Come tomorrow I may lay down and die
But not this day!

Sent on an unholy quest
To reduce all those who resist
[?]

Vanquish the strangle horse? that the netherworld sent for me
The last request of my life is to die killing my enemies

Bathed in blood up to my horses bridle
It's death to retreat, there's no chance of survival

Wet with your blood I sharpen my sword
No turning the other cheek like a coward
Come tomorrow I may lay down and die
But not this day

This day we fight!

Stripped of fallen heroes
[?] are wounded
Collect the spoils of war
and send them the dead

This day we fight!