James - Medieval lyrics

Caught in the long grass
Got separated from his company
Those men he thought were friends turned
Out to be the enemy
Their uniforms were black not brown
They marched to a different step
But he soon tuned in to their frequency
By shifting up one fret
But the one thing that united them
Was they all had life to give
But it wasn't their intention
To serve that way
But to kill so they may live

We are sound, we are sound, we are sound
We are sound, we are sound, we are sound

Set them marching, stop them thinking
Psyche them up with your will
Stir them up with frantic rhythm
Send them out to kill, kill, kill, kill kill

We are sound, we are sound, we are sound
We are sound, we are sound, we are sound
We are sound, we are sound, we are sound

Back in human form, skin tight uniform
Caught upon the barbed wire
Back in human form, skin tight uniform
Crucified upon the barbed wire the wire

We are sound we are sound
We are sound