Got lost in a long knife night
So crystal clear and yet out of sight
With sore feet down deep in the crowds
And heads held high soaring up in the clouds

Now heed the call
We're going off to war
Like generations did before
The righteous race is always on
But the songs are all over
And redemption's gone

Fulfilling every prophecy
From every little book triumphantly
And the reaper done sharpen the scythe
But we got our pride and we don't scrutinize

For every heaven a burning hell
One disciple one infidel
Endlessly 'till kingdom come
But the songs are all over
And redemption's gone

Now heed the call
We're going off to war
Like generations did before
Blessed banners waving in the skies
Divine scriptures bastardized

Now heed the call
We're going off to war
Like generations did before
The righteous race is always on
But the songs are all over
And redemption's gone