[Intro – Spoken, distorted over static & sirens] “Welcome to the frontline…” “This is where boys become ghosts.” ⸻ [Verse 1 – Fast rap metal] Bite down, blood taste, trigger finger twitchin’ Heartbeat race like a clock in a prison Orders barked, no questions given Marchin’ through hell like it’s a damn religion Shadows move where the silence dies Brotherhood built on a bed of lies Blindfold truth, yeah we glamorize Til the caskets stack and the mothers cry ⸻ [Pre-Chorus – Sung, eerie melody] Steel rain falls in my head Can’t remember what the preacher said One more name, one more thread We’re just ghosts that ain’t dead yet ⸻ [Chorus – Heavy, shouted with melody] 🔥 Fire at will — no soul to kill March to the beat of a loaded thrill No surrender, no white flag raised Just ashes marching through the blaze 🎯 Locked and loaded — aim at me I was born in your war machine Bury my heart in a foxhole grave This is trigger discipline — behave! ⸻ [Verse 2 – Rap metal] Boots stomp loud like a judge with a sentence No God here, just cold indifference Lungs full of smoke and false repentance We die for a flag, not our own existence Check the dog tags, rusted names Same old war, just newer games Propaganda dressed in fame Sacrifice sold like a brand new chain ⸻ [Pre-Chorus – Sung] Steel rain falls in my mind Heroes broken and left behind One more vow, one more crime Still I march like I’m doing fine ⸻ [Chorus – Repeat, heavier guitars and layered screams] 🔥 Fire at will — no soul to kill March to the beat of a loaded thrill No surrender, no white flag raised Just ashes marching through the blaze 🎯 Locked and loaded — aim at me I was born in your war machine Bury my heart in a foxhole grave This is trigger discipline — behave! ⸻ [Bridge – Spoken word/screamed] Call it glory… call it pride… But I call it what it is — genocide. From cradle to casket — we obey… But who the hell made it this way? ⸻ [Final Chorus – Explodes, layered vocals] 🔥 Fire at will — no soul to kill March to the beat of a loaded thrill No surrender, no white flag raised Just ashes marching through the blaze 🎯 Locked and loaded — aim at me I was born in your war machine Bury my heart in a foxhole grave This is trigger discipline — behave! ⸻ [Outro – Fading echo over a slow drum beat] “Welcome to the frontline…” “Where the war never ends…”

Trigger Discipline