What We Are Dying For

The Fields lined with pawns are prepped for harvest
 Chaotic meadow of windblown waste spoils the order of the day
 You can taste the scent of ether on the horizon
 As the sun sets on what could be their final day
 Struggling on with the wolf at the door
 It's the life we were born to
 It's "all we are fighting for"
 Taking the high ground charge through and make way
 There will be no depriving us
 It's "all we are fighting for, all we are dying for"
 We charge through clouds of smoke headed for the tower
 Still lines form across the steaming field of decay
 Unopposed we make our way through the gates and enter
 As the hard gravel path gives way to more forgiving clay!
 Wandering the streets, through the city such a lonely place
 We suffer on all alone so many faces around us
 Is this what we are all in for?
 This is what you are all in for...
 Is this what we are all in for?
 This is what you are all in for...
 Now we take the crown of thorns from the throne of the oppressors
 Never a moment of remorse crosses
 my mind as the body hits the ground...
 Struggling on with the wolf at the door
 It's the life we were born to
 It's "all we are fighting for"
 Taking the high ground charge through and make way
 There will be no depriving us
 It's "all we are fighting for, all we are dying for"