Cuts marking the March of Men

Listen to the world on the outside pressing in
Are you ready on my mark?
Fingers given names and with the last word they ascend
On the comfort of their well being...in arms
Onto something they can't stop but wish that they could kill
You're the answer to their prayer
In your last hour stand
You'll notice the one that you had loved in dreams is here among the others
Chase it's you I want but if I can't have her
Then why should I spend any more time in a world that's going to end pretty
soon?
I need you now more than I ever did
I'll hand myself over for you
This comlinks lost its frequency and I feel that we're coming home short
Here take me instead I'd rather not see her off alone

Scattered amongst the killing streets the children slate defense
Is God's work to have us fail?
Rivered blood streams out the dead as bodies foul the air
I'll make peace when this is done
In arms...we storm
Slowly the streets being to fill with new flesh bound to bone
Armed and ready it begins again...tonight we form

Deliver a favor for my love
I'll make peace when this is done