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Boots in the mud, but the sky's got eyes
Buzzing death above in a low, slow dive
No whisper, no wind, just that static drone
Click-clack metal dog, and I'm all alone
Heartbeat maps me-heat-seek trace
No mask for fear, no time, no grace
Old gods gone, no rules, no pride
Just meat for the grinder, no place to hide
No place to hide, no shadows to crawl
The eyes in the sky, they see it all
From the dirt to the clouds, you're just a blip
Hunted by machines, finger never slips
No place to run, the ghosts got teeth
In the age of steel, there's no relief
You're born, you breathe, you bleed, you die
And never see the killer's eye
Ground lays mines while the bots reload
FPVs hum like a funeral ode
Camouflage's dead, even silence screams
They sold our war to machine-fed dreams
One flare, one ping, then you're erased
Not even time to plead your case
Brother's a number, mother's a file
They count the dead in kill-chain style
No place to hide, no shadows to crawl
The eyes in the sky, they see it all
From the dirt to the clouds, you're just a blip
Hunted by machines, finger never slips
No place to run, the ghosts got teeth
In the age of steel, there's no relief
You're born, you breathe, you bleed, you die
And never see the killer's eye
Steel birds circle with a hunter's grace
No trial, no mercy, just an interface
Death don't blink, and it don't decide
It just locks on when you're classified
No time for glory, no flags to wave
Just data points marching to the grave
We're ghosts before the trigger's pulled
In this brave new war, the reaper's cold
Once we fought man to man
Now we're pixels in a plan
No more chaos, just design
Precision death in perfect line
So dig your grave beneath the code
Say a prayer the drone don't load
They made this hell, they called it war
Now the machine just wants more
No place to hide
No place to hide

