Add the hours and count the days
Can you feel your life rotting away
Wasting away
Their profit margin: the price that you pay
But we'll be singing songs of war
With prayers their world will be no more
For our kingdom come, and our will be done
When we sing these songs of war
A complete disregard for the rules they set
A grown up man with the mind of the youth
A plot to hand out some just deserts
A black mask, plans and a whispered truth
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We have to fight them
We must break them
We will leave their world in ruins
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Songs of war
Songs of war
We'll be singing songs of war