Dying To Live Songtext
von Ashbreather

On a glowing field of ashes and embers
Through the mist and snows of a frozen December
Through missiles and rifles that pierce through my ears
A haunting sound in the night I will always remember

Nothing has changed in a thousand years
But the guns and the missiles replacing the spears
Dying to live and it′s all too clear
The evil within us hides in our fears
You come to me in your hour of penance
Claiming that you've set your sails for repentance
But the time is growing late
And you′ve still got blood to clean from your blade

Run to the battle like moths to a flame
As pawns on the board of a rich stranger's game
For honour or glory or what would you call it
From the silvered words of a prophet to promise of profits


Nothing has changed in a thousand years
But the guns and the missiles replacing the spears
Dying to live and it's all too clear
The evil within us hides in our fears
You come to me in your hour of penance
Claiming that you′ve set your sails for repentance
But the time is growing late
And you′ve still got blood to clean from your blade

Raise your guns
Fire
Raise your guns
Fire

Caught in a crossfire of bullets and fear
All of my hopes to survive have long disappeared
The children and men all alike, they beg for their lives
But no hesitation is rendered with the slip of a knife

Nothing has changed in a thousand years
But the guns and the missiles replacing the spears
Dying to live and it's all too clear
The evil within us hides in our fears
You come to me in your hour of penance
Claiming that you′ve set your sails for repentance
But the time is growing late
And you've still got blood to clean from your blade


Raise your guns
Fire
Raise your guns
Fire