Call to Arms

This is a call to arms for all those bleeding on the floor
for all the dispossessed for whom hapiness is a word they’ve never known
Your breath’s a cloud, your word’s a drop,
thousands together will wear down this rock and tear their world apart
This is a song for all those who refuse to give up hope despite what they’ve
been told
For all the rebel hearts, refusing to play their parts, reaping seeds they’ve
never sowed
If blood could sing it would sings songs of those you loved but are now gone
singing songs of fire to raise the dead
Don’t let yourself drown in their pits of sorrow lined deep with the lime to
hide the bodies that line…
their blooded hearts