The chosen path

Sometimes I question my sanity,
the mission's over but my heart still races wild
Been on the edge so many times
Over the top, but somehow I always lived

Got the enhancements
Got the equipment
But in the end it's down to me

Hundred times I've thrown the dice
Always won so far, because I am still alive
Nothing I know can come close
To the thrill I get when I cheat the Reaper once again

Got the attitude
Got the experience
There's nothing I'd rather do...

(chorus)
So, Agent,
Walk on the Chosen Path
The Sign of the Gun lights your Way...
In the darkest torture chamber
or underneath the rocket flames,
your pride they will never take away !

(solos : M / C )

I might be growing old
There are limits on how you can boost reflexes
A younger, faster predator might be on my trail,
cold death waiting on the streets

Got the pride to the end
Got the dignity
To live and die like an Agent !