A Call To Arms Songtext

Black Maria, The

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A Call To Arms Songtext
Shots ring out like a bell

As they're running away from the scene

The sweat leaking down to my pillow

Makes it so much harder and harder to sleep

The blast gets a little bit louder
To the point that it's deafening

To see the last of the undead soldiers falling faster and faster down to their knees...



Wake up, do you believe in this honestly?



This is a call to arms

Revenge is our

We need to destroy the songs

That feed the beast in the radio

That spread like a gas leak in suburban homes


Shackled and ready to go

My army sounds like a symphony

A chant and a screaming war siren

Makes it so much harder for you to sleep at night

The blackout of an industry full of tyranny

The blackout of an industry is what we need to bring them down to their knees



This is a call to arms

Revenge is our

We need to destroy the songs

That feed the beast in the radio

That spread like a gas leak in suburban homes



Wake up, turn it off

This is a breakout and the inmates are about to revolt

Take it back and take it back for good

Do you believe in this honestly?



This is a call to arms

Revenge is our

We need to destroy the songs

That feed the beast in the radio

That spread like a gas leak in suburban homes

Because this is a call to arms
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