In seven short strikes of the clock We'll draw breath no more We've come to a point, to a place All our campaigns fought The end of forever, from this plateau I leap These final nails are true and driven deep They're driven deep From the plateau I've stepped With liberation in sight I find myself beyond Constrictive forces controlling us This place is almost deserted We'll be the last to leave And when all is said and done, well I guess we got what we came here for so Onwards we march Beyond horizons known Into the eye of hell knows what To craft a new weaponry They'll say it's murder, a slaughter, void of rationale and order An a**isted suicide, either way it's gotta die Displaces the essence, the purpose and the root of our existence Weaved its way back to the soil This mercy k**ing is The only path to take It's not open to debate We forged the fires true Discarded now across the fields Abandoned for you, to sift on through Make use of what you will This throat's been cut There's no more blood to spill Onwards we march Through fields unexplored A new agenda in our hearts A new offensive to forge