Bolt Thrower - “Contact - Wait Out” lyrics
[Bolt Thrower - “Contact - Wait Out” lyrics]
On your empires fall icy silence
No recourse all crusibles ignored
Forward into darkness futures unknown
Dire incursions rage no one man stands alone
Await the call oncoming storm
Let come what may
The bodies of your dead can wait till dawn
Sentinel of destiny enemy engaged
Numbered with the dead
Take your glory to the grave
Peace - dream of the wise
War - the history of man
Once refined, now demonized hatred overran
Await the call oncoming storm
Let come what may
No light so full of hope as that of dawn
Duty bound, to die without defeat
Awaken life immortal, one last bitter retreat
Contact made - wait out
Send command received
When none remain, and all are overrun