Night Stalkers

[Verse 1: Dave Mustaine]

Concealed in the night from the light of the moon

Undetected between the heavens, the stars, and the seas

They seize the night when it's dark, like inside a tomb

Faintly, their flat black body armor gleams, light it up

[Verse 2: Dave Mustaine]

From verdict, to deliverance, to retribution

To the very last beat of a dead man’s pulse

You can hear the thunder roll, you can hear the engines roar

It causes thе ground to quake, to buck and convulse

[Chorus: Dave Mustaine]

Lights out in the dеsert

Battle-born, ready to fight

Your death waits in the dark

And it stalks the night

Night Stalkers

[Verse 3: Dave Mustaine]

The angels of death ride the waves of the air

You barely see the pilots on this "zero-illum" night

The avenger's ready, now, as the targets growing near

Tracer bullets, shot from the ground, behind enemy lines

[Verse 4: Dave Mustaine]

Blacked out, we're under radio silence

Night vision on, green halos a’ glow

It's killing time, another lesson in violence

Bodies pile up, and adrenaline starts to flow

[Chorus: Dave Mustaine]

Lights out in the desert

Battle-born, ready to fight

Your death waits in the dark

And it stalks the night

Night Stalkers

[Post-Chorus: Ice-T]

Yo, when you hear four MH-47

And Black Hawk helicopters coming in low

In the dark of night

Loaded with Rangers

And Delta Force Special Ops shooters

Locked and loaded

Game's over, bitches

Got ya in my night vision

'Bout to let this 30 mm canon go

You've never seen us coming

So there's no chance of running

[Bridge: Dave Mustaine]

Nothing you do can stop them

They're gonna get ya, wanted dead or alive

You can run, but you know they will find you

"Death waits in the dark," and they own the night

[Chorus: Dave Mustaine]

Lights out in the desert

Battle-born, ready to fight

Your death waits in the dark

And it stalks the night

The night

[Verse 5: Dave Mustaine]

Hydra rockets are all locked and loaded

Laser-guided Hellfire missiles are ready and armed

Itchy fingers on thirty mike-mike triggers

They enter the fight, with all of their targets acquired

[Verse 6: Dave Mustaine]

Flying in "formation" like a black snake

Slithering closely over the nap of the earth

Slicing the silvery-blueish night fog to ribbons

The time has come to return dirt back to the dirt, yeah