I'm an SAS hit squad assassin. Protector of the state
Protecting those in power from the terrorist cowards. Elimination s the game
Fulfilling Government aims and regulations. Our political war against you
We are the enemy that s plain to see; we re watching you're every move

Self disciplined? Who dares shall win? Terrifying? Or am I...?

The man next door? Your brother in law? Who s away working on the oilrigs?
The long distance lorry driver from on the corner? No one seems to know who he is
I could be the meter reader, or the temporary postman. Pushing greetings through the family door?
That s for us to know and you to guess, but make no mistakes, this is war

Self disciplined? Killing machine? But that s not the same? That s what you think?
Well here s a message to you, you are wrong

Can t you see you head strong super gobshite git? That as your bullets rip a mother s heart?
Each time you kill or maim again and again, your actions ignite a spark?
The flames then burn so fiercely, fuelled by anger from those who have nothing left!

Contradictions - superstitions - old traditions, in Northern Ireland your Government s guilty of theft