Freedom War - Astral Doors

On through the night we march

Heavy load upon our heathen hearts

The war goes on and on and on

My nights are cold and I’ll always wait for the changer of days

Holy man, it’s not too late

We’re gonna shine like the morning star, forever and ever

'Cause we were chosen to fight in the freedom war

So carry on, carry on

Now I sit here in loneliness

Long ago I fought the civil war

I feel it’s the point of no return

The time is now but I stand alone with the voices inside

General, I wonder why

On through the night we march

Heavy load upon our heathen hearts

The war goes on and on and on

My nights are cold and I’d like to sleep for the rest of my days

A Judas kiss and then farewell