The Trooper - Tokyo, Japan, Tokyo Messe Hall; Feb 16, 2008

You'll take my life, but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket, but I'll run you through
So when you're waiting for the next attack
You'd better stand, there's no turning back

The bugle sounds, the charge begins
But on this battlefield no one wins
Smell of acrid smoke and horses' breath
As I plunge on into certain death
And Tokyo

The horse, he sweats with fear, we break to run
Mighty roar of the Russian guns
As we race towards the human wall
Screams of pain, my comrades fall

Hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the Russians fire another round
Get so near, so far away
Won't live to fight another day

We get so close, near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me in his sights
Pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds take my horse below

As I lay there gazing at the sky
Body's numb, throat is dry
As I lay forgotten and alone
Without a tear I draw my parting groan
And Tokyo