I'm a recruit thrown in front line,
And the task I accepted,
Let us make'em waste their lives,
Come on, men, step ahead.

I have been to many wars,
And I was trained to kill,
My body is full of scars,
And pain a just don't feel.

We are not soldiers neither killers,
We are redquarter,
We won't shut you up, we want you to scream it out,
Redquarter,
We are the flame of the resistance,
We are redquarter,
We won't give up above all instances.

In the battlefield, badly wounded,
I run without the force,
I don't wanna face my past,
With will I keep my course.

With empty hands I fight them all,
Is not this what you see?
When I attack a weak point,
All body become weak.

We are not soldiers neither killers,
We are redquarter,
We won't shut you up, we want you to scream it out,
Redquarter,
We are the flame of the resistance,
We are redquarter,
We won't give up above all instances.