Push me over the edge again
This is war
I can hear death sing
Sharpening his scythe
But courage has given me wings
The battle cry rings
My immoral blade ready and aching to swing
If war is flirting with death
I’m down on one knee and already producing the ring
I spring
Slicing my enemies, I’m putting their souls in a sling
I’m deaths right wing
I’m changing , I’m raging
From all the blood I’m craving
I’m a warrior
Just look at all the hell I’m raising
Blazing
Through my enemies memories of them already fading
I’m a warrior
On my parade there will be no raining
Death I’m facing, I bet his shaking
This is war
So to death I’m racing