Lyrics
Are now our war zones, we stand side by side, will we make it through the night
Fire ignites and burns our flesh, they re burning the world to the ground Last, the order s in
Towards the murder, and we hold our heads high, they re burning the world to the ground
Through the dust and the smoke and the torrid debris, and the blast consumes
pain in each step i take with my bleeding feet
As we face our doom, i will take them out
My brothers beside me, as we face our doom
and we struggle and we strive
As we face our doom, towards the murder, and we hold our heads high
But if i m going down, and the hope that we ll survive
they re burning the world to the ground
As we face our doom, in the fight to stay alive
And the hope that we ll survive, god bless my brother back home with my father
The ground and the walls are shaking, so i hold my head high, they re burning the world to the ground
and the blast consumes
fire falls down from the sky
And we struggle and we strive, in the fight to stay alive, we fight or we die
Together we re marching forward, and the hope that we ll survive, we fight or we die
So i hold my head high, will we make it through the night
We fight or we die, are strong and not one is breaking
In the fight to stay alive, this air it s so hard to breathe
I hear children cry, no time for goodbyes
Will we make it through the night, are strong and not one is breaking
Fire ignites and burns our flesh, we fight or we die, but if i m going down
I ll be going down, i ll be going down, and we ll be bringing them the fight
Pain in each step i take with my bleeding feet, together we re marching forward, i hear children cry
In the fight to stay alive, i will take them out, towards the murder
Are now our war zones, no time for goodbyes
But if i m going down, i will take them out
Towards the murder, never to see our homes again
As the fire falls down from the sky, and we ll be bringing them the fight
We fight or we die, marching forward, fire ignites and burns our flesh
Insurgents are all around, god bless my brother back home with my father, insurgents are all around
this air it s so hard to breathe
As the fire falls down from the sky, never to see our homes again in, my brothers beside me
Pain in each step i take with my bleeding feet, and the blast consumes
these poor homes
As the fire falls down from the sky, and we ll be bringing them the fight
Fire ignites and burns our flesh, these poor homes
These poor homes, these homes are breaking Words, but if i m going down
My brothers beside me, are strong and not one is breaking
Are now our war zones, towards the murder Last, this air it s so hard to breathe
and we struggle and we strive