Formation. Finally time to line up. In formation. Edged up to the cliff let's jump over. The rights to playing dumb. Forget what you came to discover. Fight's not letting up. Pray hard and speak like you mean it. Infantry undone. The terror you preach isn't over. You lie to carry on. Disguised as a beacon of freedom.
That metal gun looks good in the palm of your hand don't shoot to soon awe shit ya did and now we're fucked.
Handed out in ones. You've been replaced with a zero. Forward marching sons with heads full of shit that shouldn't be there.