Guns Ablazin'

Now I know now I know That you're coming with your guns a blazing There's nowhere to go In the end it's gonna be hell you're facing Whoa! no, no 1944, surrounded by Fritz somewhere in France I'm locked and loaded with the devil in my hands I think of my wife and unborn child It starts inside, it's something wild Now now you're you're thinking thinking like a dying man Who would question this world Now now you're you're thinking thinking like a dying man Just before the storm I asked God what is life and why were we born? He didn't say a thing To hell with peace I'm coming out blasting Now I know now I know That you're coming with your guns a blazing There's nowhere to go In the end it's gonna be hell you're facing I can hear German voices Coming from the fog This is it This is it, this is my last stand One clip left and a sharp bayonet I think of my wife and unborn child It starts inside it's something wild Now now you're you're thinking thinking like a dying man Who would question this world Now now you're you're thinking thinking like a dying man