Anti-aircraft flak lights up the evening sky
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Enemy radar spotted our chopper's arrival
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Rocket propelled grenade takes out one of four
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Cast aside fear and tighten the grip on your M-16
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Hueys stationary firing missiles and gattling guns
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Cover our asses as we descend into battle
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The choppers leave us behind / Hostile enemy lines
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We must destroy their installations / Failure is not an option
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Into the Drop Zone! Into the Drop Zone!
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Our mission perfectly thought and mapped out
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Ready thermal imaging and mine detection
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Cannon fire ceases as we cut the enemy down
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Mortars and grenade launchers utterly precise
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They pushed our leaders to the brink of war
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We warned you many times, "Don't fuck with the U.S.!"
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The choppers leave us behind / Hostile enemy lines
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We must destroy their installations / Failure is not an option
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Into the Drop Zone! Into the Drop Zone!
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The battle smoke begins searing the eyes, oh the pain
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Corpses of our enemies lie smoldering about
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I bleed from the lead I caught on that last hill
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My blood-stained uniform a tribute to victory
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The F-16's finish sweeping up the last enemies
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We return home to our friends and families
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The choppers leave us behind / Hostile enemy lines
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We must destroy their installations / Failure is not an option
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Into the Drop Zone! Into the Drop Zone!
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Drop Zone
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| Necrodemon |
