War Is Coming - D Devils | Instrumental

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Last night I dreamed that you'd murdered some kids Gone up towards the border where the freaks live I couldn't tolerate it, yet somehow I did If it had been on TV, I would've changed the channel And afterwards I lay awake for quite some time And thought about opinions I'd kept At five in the morning, I couldn't tolerate it How many had died while I slept? Now is the time to cast Darwin aside Stop spinning lines that justify the lure of suicide And reach out your hands And save someone's life Because war is coming If you want it War is coming If you want it She's keeping quiet in a season of crime Walking away as if nothing had changed From that awful display People are strange If they keep on laughing Nothing will change Now is the time to cast the screenplay aside And try to create some space between the lines To lift up your voice And change someone's mind War is coming If you want it War is coming (She's keeping quiet) If you want it (If you can't tolerate it) War is coming If you want it War is coming If you want it (If you think we deserve it) War is coming If you want it War is coming If you want it

The day has come Judgement day It's judgement day In the north, computers are takin' over the world In the east, humans are becoming slave to their own creations In the south, people are running for their lives In the west, you have to choose You can run or you can hide You can talk or you can fight But remember Everything you say can and will be used against you So shut up and dance! When they are in the north, east, south or west Everything you say can and will be used against you Judgement day North, East, South, West Judgement day.

Get ready to dance with the devils No pain, no gain No guts, no glory No cross, no crown Prepare to be beaten, prepare to go down The games are open Game one Ambition, the power of belief Game two Our mission, deliver and achieve Game three Commitment, together as a team Game four Performance, outstanding and extreme Game five The crisis, where everything seems lost Game six Persistence, to rise up at all cost Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up And dance with the devils Game one Game two Game three Game four Game five Game six, six, six Now make some noise and rise again Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up Rise up And dance with the devils The games are open