Morbid Angel

(Music : Azagthoth / Lyrics : Vincent)
Cold finger on the trigger
Behind a line drawn in the sand
Anger rise !
We fight a war with much at stake
The rights of birth that no one can take
Overflowing with anger
A soon to be awakening
Will be martyrs on to glory
Dawn fings us in this rage
As it must be
This dawn of the mad