People have round shoulders from fairing heavy loads
And the soldiers liberate them laying mines along their roads
Sorrow paid for valor is too much to recall
Of the countless corpses piled up along the wailing wall
Melting down all metals turning plows and shears to swords
Shun words of the bible we need implements of war
Chalklines and red puddles of those who have been slain
Destiny that crooked schemer says the dead shall rise again
Where do we go from here
And should we really care
The end is finally here
God have mercy
Now we've rewritten history
The one thing we've found out
Sweet taste of vindication
It turns to ashes in your mouth
If you're fighting to live
Its o k
To die
The answer to your question is
Welcome to tomorrow
Where do we go from here
God have mercy
