The Warning Songtext
I don't believe I've let you down
If this is the place six feet underground
The place of our birth
The place we go down

If we don't believe the warning cries
Then maybe we'll lose, maybe see it die
Caution to the wind
The rest on the fire
Now the war
Now the war-ning
Comes to your door
The war, the warning

I'm running out of things to say
I know there's some things we've tucked away
Out deep in the woods
Or locked deep in a safe

If we can unearth our future graves
Then maybe we'll mend or recuperate
From out
Of the ground
And from out of this state

Now the war
Now the war-ning
Comes to your door
The war, the warning

Now the war
Now the war-ning
Comes to your door
The war, the warning