Tekster: Combat Crisis. Face The Crowd. Nothing To Lose.

I'm not afraid, because there's nothing to fear.
I have no regrets, but I sure can count the tears-
they're such a waste of time. My knees are locked and my hands are froze.
Aggressive acts begin and the anger takes control.

We've got nothing to lose.

You won't see me flinch or give a second thought.
Have I seen it all or have I seen nothing at all?
The air feels thick and their eyes are peeled on us,
but we move forward because there is nothing we'll give up.