Passenger 57

You have drug me into the midst of this holy war
 Does your religion say I will stay calm and still
 Like a lamb before a slaughter storm?
 You booked me a first class seat on a suicide mission
 With hate in my eyes, I have only one decision
 I know it's about to end
 I know now, I know now its all over
 And this is my last phone call
 And you know I love you all
 This is my last fight;
 And I will see you all in the next life
 Then we clanned-up,
 Weapons ready, don't be too abrupt
 Then we all rushed the front
 Wait until the right minute
 Stick your blade in and spin it
 Hand to hand primitive
 Making you bleed is not tentative
 They will always remember my name
 You have drug me into the midst of this holy war
 Does your religion say I will stay calm and still
 Like a lamb before a slaughter storm?
 You booked me a first class seat on a suicide mission