return home because war?s where the heart is
 lead us to war...   ...war!
 a procession fallen into submission

 Black skies surround everyday
 there?s no sign of the light that once embraced us
 time is our enemy now
 without warning it carries us far away
 dig deeper into this hole
 falling faster and leaving ourselves to blame
 shackles of death hold us down
 use the anger inside to keep us warm

 A violent struggle to break free
 soon there will be some hell to pay
 we?ve had enough, so let us be
 we want to see the light of day

 Lead us to war...   ...war!
 return home because war?s where the heart is
 lead us to war...   ...war!
 a procession fallen into submission

 Dementia slowly sets in
 we lay lifeless allowing it to grasp us
 eating away at our souls
 one by one, growing weaker every moment
 the end approaching so near
 now at last we seek comfort
 in our madness
 the night encompassed by silence
 we have sunk to the bottom
 of this nightmare!

 A violent struggle to break free
 soon there will be some hell to pay
 we?ve had enough, so let us be
 we want to see the light of day

 Lead us to war...   ...war!
 return home because war?s where the heart is
 lead us to war...   ...war!
 a procession fallen into submission