End of the War

Always forward never stray

The path set before us is littered with hate

Onward through the brush, snow and the mud

Debts of oppressors will be paid in blood

Turn of the page, change of the guard

Shattered and broken, beaten and scarred

Cursed are the many, tired and poor

Only the dead see the end of the war

Only the dead see the end of the war

Begin the march begin the crawl

Storm down the hill and over the wall

Never forgive you for what you have done

We sing Unholy Hymns to the beat of the drum

Turn of the key, break of the chain

Slaughtered and hopeless, a life lived in vain

Blessed are the few with one foot out the door

Only the dead see the end of the war

Only the dead see the end of the war

Only the dead see the end of the war