Текст песни Under The Gun

The lines are drawn The dragon rides on the winds of war Set loose on the world once more As we sit and watch the skies For his final flight Under the gun The world, it waits Boiling over with violent hate For the future an unknown fate The sea of fire, the line of death The final game of chess Under the gun There is no life, no life under the gun There is no peace, no peace under the gun Under the gun, we're all under the gun Under the gun, we die under the gun Under the gun