I did not get out of the trenches unscathed There's lingering damage I'll take to my grave Like nerve gas poison and agent orange The wages of high risk are part of my story What kind of madness took ahold of me To shoot another's blood into my willing vein No I would never do that voluntarily I heard a demon tell me to and I obeyed but I don't take orders from the war room anymore This is one recruit who surrenders I don't take orders from the war room anymore Now I am my own defender I keep receiving a distorted command And if I hadn't given up I'd surely follow Back into the tangle of expendable men A suicidal mission set against the wrong foe I don't take orders from the war room anymore This is one recruit who surrenders I don't take orders from the war room anymore Now I am my own defender I may have turned yellow but did not betray My old friends still battling out in the fray Am I lily-livered? Now I'm a beginner I'm damned all to hell and I am delivered Sometimes I'm tempted to forget myself Jump back into the skirmish as a mercenary But what little time my poor soul may have left I'd rather that I live it in sanctuary I don't take orders from the war room anymore This one recruit who surrenders I don't take orders from the war room anymore Now I am my own defender I don't take orders from the war room anymore This is one recruit who surrenders I don't take orders from the war room anymore I don't take orders