Listen to those yearnings in your core
Step into the darkness you’ve been longing to explore
The enemies are chosen and the battle lines are drawn
now you’re gone, gone, gone
Generals choose your men
and let the games begin
decisions that you make
lives could be at stake
In a war
We need more
Surrender your guns and your time and children and ammunition
Because this is a war
We need more!
So raise your flag in your fist and prepare for that old tradition
because this is a war.
You heard the warnings
you saw the signs
and in the morning, the prophet reminded you of your crimes
you turned away as you saw the flash
conviction turned your bones to ash
you were gone gone gone
and the war rages on and on
so generals choose your men
and let the games begin
decisions that you make
your pride could be at stake
Because happiness is a warm gun in my hand
In a war
We need more
So raise your flag in your fist and your children as ammunition
Because this is a war
We need more!
Gather round, it’s time to begin
The battlefield is right out your door
This is a war.
