The undead has a dream
I'll tell you, lads
The sound proof for some dark, dark matter
To raise hell at the gates
d**h is knocking on the door
The truth they ache for
Something more!
This front has not been taken
From a dream you won't be waking
Up the boost and hit hard 'gainst the ground!
Just hold the line
I'll cut you up
One leg at the time!
Truth and dare
You move!
Back into, back into, back into line!
Hold it,
Shields aligned!
Hold formation!
Wait for my sign!
Hold it! Hold!
(Wait!)
Charge! Charge!
Cold moon
Hold them all so mezmerized
Rumbling ground
Tells a tale of something bigger
The woods is black
All is gone being trampled on
But the bones of the dead
d**h! That vigorous spell
This front has not been taken
From a dream you won't be waking
Up the boost and hit hard 'gainst the ground!
Stay, turn or sway
I'll cut you off
One leg at the time
Truth and dare
You move!
Back into, back into, back into line!
Hold it
Shields aligned!
Hold formation!
Wait for my sign!
Hold it! Hold!
(Wait!)
When the bridges are burned
And the tables are turned
And the graves look changed
And the finger is pointing at you…
So lonely the king, the old king
He has said such a wonderful thing
But the finger is still… pointing at you!
Ooh, now…
What do you do?
Get back into, back into, back into, back into…
Back into line!
Hold it,
Shields aligned!
Hold formation!
Wait for my sign!
Hold it! Hold!
(Wait!)