Cuts Marked In The March Of Men

listen to the world out 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 into something they can't stop but wish that they could kill you're the answer to there prayers 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 begin to fill with new flesh bound to bone armed and ready it begins again...tonight we form deliver a favor to my love i'll make peace when this is done