The Whistler Songtext
von The Ivory Hawks

Listen to that whistle from far away
Seems that you′ve become his target today
He's approaching fast and you better run
Since he got your trail the nightmare begun

No regret and no remorse
His religion gives no hope
Feelings are beyond his scope
Choices go from bad to worse


Echoes from a military police
In a shattered world of no rest or peace
Soldiers were betrayed by one of their own
Mercenary now, two guns, heart of stone

Following a sea of sand
Devastation ruined land
Armed and ready to strike
An-apparition you won′t like

Eyes looking grim
Hell's fearing him
Out of control
Tracking your soul