Torches Red Light
By clintor •
We stare off through the night
Their torches red light
And as the sun begins to rise
We hear the battle cry
We prepare to fight
We prepare to die
Under the torches red light
We have a cause worth dying for
We have our sheilds we have our swords
And We're completely focused
on the mission that we face
But we have more
Because inside
WE have a cause worth dying for
And we know what is right
Blood spilt under the light
And it's the hate behind their eyes
That shouts into the night
We prepare to die
For what is right
Under the torches red light