Disciples of Power - Wartorn Lyrics

Raging missiles gun and pistols
Armed together Fight forever
So we feed the empires need
Winged assassins cold they clasp in
So we fight on
Torn but not forgotten
War takes its toll
Scorned but not begotten
Suicide machines
Blasting on the wartorn
Righteous till the end
Masking to the forlorned
Wartorn is your future
Commanding the cold creature
Repeat
Coat of arms, Killing scriptures
Goat of harm, Smashing pictures
Lost is time, In this battle
Wartorn crime, On the mantle
Yes we crash through gates of Hell
Wartorn is your future
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