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The Fields lined with pawns are prepped for harvest Chaotic meadow of windblown waste spoils the order of the day You can taste the scent of ether on the horizon As the sun sets on what could be their final day Struggling on with the wolf at the door It’s the life we were born to It’s “all we are fighting for” Taking the high ground charge through and make way There will be no depriving us It’s “all we are fighting for, all we are dying for” We charge through clouds of smoke headed for the tower Still lines form across the steaming field of decay Unopposed we make our way through the gates and enter As the hard gravel path gives way to more forgiving clay! Wandering the streets, through the city such a lonely place We suffer on all alone so many faces around us Is this what we are all in for? This is what you are all in for... Is this what we are all in for? This is what you are all in for... Now we take the crown of thorns from the throne of the oppressors Never a moment of remorse crosses my mind as the body hits the ground... Songtexte Struggling on with the wolf at the door It’s the life we were born to It’s “all we are fighting for” Taking the high ground charge through and make way There will be no depriving us It’s “all we are fighting for, all we are dying for” Aus Songtexte Mania