Guns Of Glory

Don’t be afraid anymore, you have a Spas12 in your hand

Don’t hesitate anymore, with the 47 you can rule any land

Don’t miss anyone, with the scoped in AWP you just can’t

Don’t get fooled anymore, put all the six in his heart

You can kill them, even before they see you

No need to fight till your hands become numb and blue

Drop that helmet, throw away all your armor

It is an M16, no one will touch her

Don’t be afraid of any freaking soul

Raise up high your guns of glory

Don’t be misunderstood anymore

With the Colt in your belt, there is no need to worry

Don’t worry too much to splutter some blood

Your words will become the laws

With the MG42 lying in the red flood

No one will dare to point out your flaws

You control their life on tip of your finger

Just have the MP5 and Steyr in stock

All you need is an Eagle and a Jackhammer

With a pocket full of Beretta, P55 and Glock

Don’t be afraid of any freaking soul

Raise up high your guns of glory

Don’t be misunderstood anymore

With the colt in your belt, there is no need to worry