Its lonely in the field
That we send our fighters to wander
They leave with minds of steel
Its their training solution
Weve programmed the way
It leads us to order
Theres no turning back

A surgical strike
Weve taught them not to feel
Performance is their task
A surgical strike
Its time is arriving now for you

The plan for the day
Will be swift as the lightning they harness
The atom display is not mindless illusion
At master control, assessment will not
Be by humans-theres no turning back

A surgical strike
Weve taught them not to feel
Performance is their task
A surgical strike
Its time is arriving now for you