Morbid Angel - Dawn Of The Angry

Dawn Of The Angry

Cold finger on the trigger
Behind a line drawn in the sand
Anger rise
We fight a war with much at stake
The rights of birth that no one can take
Overflowing with anger
A soon to be awakening
Wi will be martyrs on to glory
Dawn fings us in this rage
As it must be
This dawn of the mad
My finger on the button
With whats so foreign in my sights
Anger rise
We wage a war ... our nature to preserve
By any means... our enemies be gone
No longer can we wait
As an enemy drains our future
As the light of a new day shines
Our anger fuels our march this dawn
Call of duty ... all the minutemen rise and shine
Call of duty ... only sovereigns stand the test of time