INcenDIAry - Front Toward Enemy lyrics
[INcenDIAry - Front Toward Enemy lyrics]
Dead men tell no tales
But their graves still carry weight
There's a war coming
Fought by those who spit on fate
Tired hungry masses
Sick of empty dinner plates
There's a war coming
Fought by those with a bitter taste yeah
No more "fall in line"
No more "know your place" growing to see
A world that's ripe to take
Storm the Bastille riot the draft
Easter Rebellion taken and never asked
When our eyes are blind and our noses turned
The displaced rise up to take
What we never earned
Fearing revolution
Can you feel your death grip loosen?
Fearing revolution your TV's showing all the
Restlessness bitterness
Catalysts vehemence
Fearing revolution
They got their trigger fingers moving
Oppression oppression's common theme
The silent finally scream
The threat of oncoming war (war)
Oncoming war
Fought by those who spit on fate
But their graves still carry weight
There's a war coming
Fought by those who spit on fate
Tired hungry masses
Sick of empty dinner plates
There's a war coming
Fought by those with a bitter taste yeah
No more "fall in line"
No more "know your place" growing to see
A world that's ripe to take
Storm the Bastille riot the draft
Easter Rebellion taken and never asked
When our eyes are blind and our noses turned
The displaced rise up to take
What we never earned
Fearing revolution
Can you feel your death grip loosen?
Fearing revolution your TV's showing all the
Restlessness bitterness
Catalysts vehemence
Fearing revolution
They got their trigger fingers moving
Oppression oppression's common theme
The silent finally scream
The threat of oncoming war (war)
Oncoming war
Fought by those who spit on fate
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