The Last One Left

Sergeant Thomas, airbourne, SAS, I'm the best

I'm the one they send when the situation's a mess

Under the cover of darkness, I'm the company marksman

I'm in enemy positions and the mission is arson

Incendiary ready, set a faster fuse

When the factory goes up it'll plaster the news

I'm learning that our presence is no longer a secret

And the taliban are underhand and ready to reap it

The sky is lighting up like its the 5th of November

There isn't any cover and I vividly remember

Seeing bodies dropping, blood spray, pistols popping, cocking, locking

Night vision, trigger finger loose, heart stopping