Here's your mask `nd here's your glove, it's all an arcade game

We call it 'Virtual Reality' so nothing's what it seems

Although we may want you to kill just do it now for fun

You play on the computer screen while these men load your gun

Men who only think of fortune no matter the price

Men who kill for sand and petrol never thinking twice

R:

So let the young men fight, die in battle for the glory

And we know it's right so shoot son never worry

That your mother cries, she can't see the reason

Your battle cry is 'No surrender here at all'

Here's your mask and here's your gun it's no longer a game

This is absolute reality though it's not what it seems

We told you we need you to fight for freedom and for right

But what we want is our man restored, to hell with what he's like

Our man sells us oil and petrol at a price that's fair

Our man kills collaborators in the Public Square

R:

I believe in hopes and dreams, I believe in life

I don't believe in hate and greed, tyranny or spite

Might is right my will be done

I pull the trigger you fire the gun

No surrender