Call To The Warrior

Get up off the ground

And save yourself

We are prisoners to regret

When we replay mistakes

Over and over again

We are so tied to the absolute

But what does it mean?

How far can we tow this burden?

Its the call to the warrior as we dissolve into resolve

In the sand the lines been drawn

But we keep marching on

Through the darkness we will fight until we find a way

For they cannot preach both free will and fate

My lungs have set fires

Fickle men cannot decide my destiny

Here I stand, I will hold my ground

It's on this road we have learned the face and shape of betrayal

And all of it's names.

In the sand the lines been drawn

But we keep marching on and on

Through the darkness we will fight until we find a way

For they cannot preach both free will and fate

How the deaf are blessed

My lungs have set fires

Its the call to the warrior

Here I stand

I will hold my ground

So get up off the ground