Cover, Concealment, Cognizance
These are the three "C's" of our confidence
Shut up, adapt and overcome
We are Recon and we don't succumb

You will be alone out there and out numbered
But it is essential that your intel is rendered
If the enemy sees you, you're already dead
Control your breathing, aim for the head

You don't have to agree with this war to fight
Just defend your brothers to your left and right
Sadly we are not gods, so there will be casualties
But let's make sure they are mostly the enemy's

When you strap in the black-hawk to leave down range
Don't panic, control your breathing. It will be a big change
You've worked so hard to survive, now wash your eyes
Don't let anything come back home and cause your demise