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Standing Upon the Slain
Soon the stars will align to signal the mighty force
Riots will erupt in the streets, charging like a horse
The common people will take up arms, bear them for all to see
And the riders will pave the way for time to cease to be
Soon it will be time for you to choose a side
A purpose in this new world is something you must find
Glorious the battlefields will be at winter’s bleak surprise
Blood will pool as of lakes, a stain upon the eyes
Which God will you stand with?
They’re all the same
Will you be a new found myth?
Standing upon the slain
The bodies will pile high like a mountainside
There’s nowhere that you can hide
Stand up proud, with gun in hand and face your fate
This violence will never abate
You’ll be wandering like a walking dead
A grinning death face stays inside your head
Just looking for your next target
There will be no regrets
Which side will you stand with?
They’re all the same
Who will be the new found myth?
Standing upon the slain
On flaming hooves, Death sweeps down
To bury you in the ground
Wanting to sever your ties from this Earth
To bring about a new birth
Raise your sword and deflect the blow
Put on the most violent show
Bring your gun up into it’s place
Put a bullet in His face
All I have left
Will die in dismay
Look at the sky
The blue’s lost it’s grace
Red stained ground stinking underfoot
Breathing in the foul soot
You slowly push yourself to your feet
It’s time to fight, not to be weak
Here they come, the horde advances
Sun is shining from their lances
Brace yourself and tighten your grip
Prepare yourself for the trip
Which Lord will you side with?
They’re all the same
I see him, the new found myth
Standing upon the slain
And so the old world is doomed
A new day begins soon
And a we usher in a brand new era
Under a new moon
Riots will erupt in the streets, charging like a horse
The common people will take up arms, bear them for all to see
And the riders will pave the way for time to cease to be
Soon it will be time for you to choose a side
A purpose in this new world is something you must find
Glorious the battlefields will be at winter’s bleak surprise
Blood will pool as of lakes, a stain upon the eyes
Which God will you stand with?
They’re all the same
Will you be a new found myth?
Standing upon the slain
The bodies will pile high like a mountainside
There’s nowhere that you can hide
Stand up proud, with gun in hand and face your fate
This violence will never abate
You’ll be wandering like a walking dead
A grinning death face stays inside your head
Just looking for your next target
There will be no regrets
Which side will you stand with?
They’re all the same
Who will be the new found myth?
Standing upon the slain
On flaming hooves, Death sweeps down
To bury you in the ground
Wanting to sever your ties from this Earth
To bring about a new birth
Raise your sword and deflect the blow
Put on the most violent show
Bring your gun up into it’s place
Put a bullet in His face
All I have left
Will die in dismay
Look at the sky
The blue’s lost it’s grace
Red stained ground stinking underfoot
Breathing in the foul soot
You slowly push yourself to your feet
It’s time to fight, not to be weak
Here they come, the horde advances
Sun is shining from their lances
Brace yourself and tighten your grip
Prepare yourself for the trip
Which Lord will you side with?
They’re all the same
I see him, the new found myth
Standing upon the slain
And so the old world is doomed
A new day begins soon
And a we usher in a brand new era
Under a new moon
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