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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Lead Vocals
Max Green
Max Green
Bass Guitar
Robert Ortiz
Robert Ortiz
Drums
Bryan Money
Bryan Money
Guitar
Jef Moll
Jef Moll
Programming
Omar Espinoza
Omar Espinoza
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Money
Bryan Money
Songwriter
Max Green
Max Green
Songwriter
Omar Espinoza
Omar Espinoza
Songwriter
Robert Ortiz
Robert Ortiz
Songwriter
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Baskette
Michael Baskette
Producer
Dave Holdredge
Dave Holdredge
Mixing Engineer
Jef Moll
Jef Moll
Editing Engineer
Ryan Baker
Ryan Baker
Additional Producer

Lyrics

So lock and load mercenaries I see the smoke from the hilltop They march one by one The battled starts adversaries We bathe in our blood The worst is yet to come We've reached the covenant To kill what we have started Kill the machines We've spawned to fight in the darkest hour They really need to know We really gotta go (We fight to live, we fight for pride) they really need to know (We won't back down the weak won't survive) we really gotta go We stay here tonight (don't let them find us or we're dead) Promise me you won't leave my side (the warmest place to lie my head) And when the sun comes up we fight (Don't let them find us or we're dead) So promise me you won't leave my side Trace the blood back to the grave The smoke has cleared Thousands are destroyed They send signals no salvation We fight in lock out Scope is ready to go Armed with explosives Spartans stand alone They really need to know We really gotta go (We fight to live, we fight for pride) they really need to know (We won't back down the weak won't survive) we really gotta go We stay here tonight (don't let them find us or we're dead) Promise me you won't leave my side (the warmest place to lie my head) And when the sun comes up we fight (Don't let them find us or we're dead) So promise me you won't leave my side With my breath! We stay here tonight (don't let them find us or we're dead) Promise me you won't leave my side (the warmest place to lie my head) And when the sun comes up we fight (Don't let them find us or we're dead) So promise me you won't leave my side Charge the gates with rust on their gears They seek destruction and kill the functions Charge the gates with rust on their gears They seek destruction and kill the functions Charge the gates with rust on their gears They seek destruction and kill the functions Charge the gates with rust on their gears...
Writer(s): Brian Money, Robert Ortiz, Max Green, Ronnie Radke, Omar Espinosa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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