Dan Beeson - The Ancients lyrics

[Verse 1] Time [???] of sorts Gospel of an option You see inside and cold bones All to seek control All to seek control [Chorus] It feels like war It feels like war It feels like war [Verse 2] See insides full of smoke Swept up by God And perfectly lost I left my stories behind So I get it all All the blues I find [Chorus] It feels like war It feels like war It feels like war