War, who am I? I am alive for the very first time. Scratch your back the bleeding's almost done. This disease will take us one by one. God has plans for all of us and you. So why can't I believe that this is true. I am alive for the very first time. Don't be nervous I'm not angry yet. But slip your tongue and fire won't forget. Bite your fingernails the damage's done. Fists will fly like birds beneath the sun. Back and forwards, in and out of love of war is all she ever had. Beating hearts and beating fists are one, one is all she ever had.