Soldier of fortune

(Alan Evans)

Men who sell their soldiering skills to the highest bidder

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I am a soldier of fortune in a war thats not mine fighting for money living on borrowed time adrenalin rush when battle takes place hope for the best look death in the face fighting for fortune in another mans war sometimes don't know what we're fighting for battle plans made by strangers in suits while the fighting is done by soldiers in boots a soldier of fortune a dog of war lost to the battles that call out for more a faceless warrior that takes up the fight the snipers shot hidden from sight there is no glory no medals to show the soldier of fortune nobody knows a soldier of fortune the wages are good but some are sent home in a suit made of wood

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