The Jackal

On a northern road they barreled through the night They were singing songs and celebrating life A touring band just trying to survive In a country torn apart from the inside They had almost reached the border to the south When the van was stopped and they told them to get out The singer said, "hey what's this all about?" And the soldier put a rifle in his mouth So you think that you're untouchable We don't care that you're a star You never should have come here, and now you'll never leave There must be a sacrifice in order for the North to be set free It was morning when the ambulance arrived And what they saw brought terror to their eyes (terror to their eyes) There were three men dead but one was still alive Who shot the band and left them there to die? No one knows who gave the orders to put a target on their heads There will be no justice or closure for the fans Cowards with their power plays Will always know the blood is on their hands On their hands On their hands On their hands