Drums of Civil War (feat. Death By Algorithm)

The knocking at my door
The drums of civil war
They've come to draft the poor
Like the times before
So raise your banner high
Tomorrow we will die
Sound the battle cry
But never question why
Why

Innocence died a slow death
And innocence is what we lost
Innocence was all we had left
And innocence nailed to a cross

Ah
Ooo

Piled up in your head
Bleeding blue and red
While emperors sleep in bed

Innocence died a slow death
And innocence is what we lost
Innocence was all we had left
And innocence nailed to a cross

Ah
Ooo
Ah
Ooo

Innocence died a slow death
And innocence is what we lost
Innocence was all we had left
And innocence nailed to a cross

Ah
Ooo



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Christopher Sevier
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