Got lost in a long knife night So crystal clear and yet out of sight With sore feet down deep in the crowds And heads held high soaring up in the clouds Now heed the call We're going off to war Like generations did before The righteous race is always on But the songs are all over And redemption's gone Fulfilling every prophecy From every little book triumphantly And the reaper done sharpen the scythe But we got our pride and we don't scrutinize For every heaven a burning hell One disciple one infidel Endlessly 'till kingdom come But the songs are all over And redemption's gone Now heed the call We're going off to war Like generations did before Blessed banners waving in the skies Divine scriptures bastardized Now heed the call We're going off to war Like generations did before The righteous race is always on But the songs are all over And redemption's gone