I stand alone
And gaze upon the battlefield
Wasteland
Is all that's left after the fight
And I'm searching a new way to defeat my enemy
Bloodshed
I've seen enough of death and pain
I will run - they will hunt me
Then I will hide - they will searching
I regroup - they retreat
They'll soon coup de grâce [mercy killing]
I will win but never fight
That's the Art of War!
Breaking the will to fight among the enemy
Force them to hunt me
They will play my game
And play by my rules
I will be close but still untouchable
No more will I see suffering and pain
They will find me no more
I'll be gone
I will have them surrounded
They will heel without fight
Overrun
Coup de grâce
I will win but never fight
That's the Art of War
Broken and lost
Tired of war
They'll surrender to me
Caught in my trap
There's no way out
Fail never again
I will run - they will hunt me
Then I will hide - they will searching
I regroup - they retreat
They'll soon coup de grâce
