Push
The blood rand down the blackened hills
In stark remem'brance of our kills
Of those we hate, of those we've lost
Before the autumn rains and frost
We took their hands, we showed the way
And led them deep inside the fray
We know the lives of those we touch
Our sanity it cost as much
To know their hopes, to know their dreams
To listen for impending screams
To know their lives, to know their hate
To know that we bring on their fate
To understand their fate is mine
To understand our grisly signs
We raise our hands up to the sky
And then they know that they shall die
We call the light, we call the flame
It matters not, they'll die the same
The hate from which they taught their kin
Has now become their deadly sin.