can you see the smoke clearing
can you hear the ppl shouting
can you feel the night fever settle in
well bloods about to be spilled
seen it all before first hand account,
the soldiers are so fearful
and the ghosts of battles past,
the say, you wont get alive
and they're storming at the tower
and they say, you wont get alive
its time for you to die
now everyone is taking sides
think i should run and hide
the forest will be my home
and o the sounds were o so frightening
could see the silouhette from the lightning
no ones gonna win
and the ghosts of dead boys
they say, we died to young
and their mothers in the cornfields
they say, they died to young
could barely hold a gun
