(Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Ellefson, Menza, Friedman)
People have round shoulders
From fairing heavy loads,
And the soldiers liberate them,
Laying mines along their roads.
Sorrow paid for valor
Is too much to recall
Of the countless corpses
Piled up along the wailing wall.
Melting down all metals,
Turning plows and shears to swords,
Shun words from the Bible,
We need implements of war.
Chalklines and red puddles
Of those who have been slain
Destiny, that crooked schemer,
Says the dead shall rise again
Where do we go from here?
And should we really care?
The end is finally here
God have mercy!
Now we've rewritten history
The one thing we've found out
Sweet taste of vindication
It turns to ashes in your mouth
If you're fighting to live
It's OK to die!
The answer to your question is...
Welcome to tomorrow!
Solo - Friedman
Solo - Friedman
Solo - Mustaine
Where do we go from here?
God have mercy!
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