What We Are Dying For - Witherfall

The Fields lined with pawns are prepped for harvest

Chaotic meadow of windblown waste spoils the order of the day

You can taste the scent of ether on the horizon

As the sun sets on what could be their final day

Struggling on with the wolf at the door

It’s the life we were born to

It’s «all we are fighting for»

Taking the high ground charge through and make way

There will be no depriving us

It’s «all we are fighting for, all we are dying for»

We charge through clouds of smoke headed for the tower

Still lines form across the steaming field of decay

Unopposed we make our way through the gates and enter

As the hard gravel path gives way to more forgiving clay

Wandering the streets, through the city such a lonely place

We suffer on all alone so many faces around us

Is this what we are all in for?

This is what you are all in for

Is this what we are all in for?

This is what you are all in for

Now we take the crown of thorns from the throne of the oppressors

Never a moment of remorse crosses my mind as the body hits the ground

Struggling on with the wolf at the door

It’s the life we were born to

It’s «all we are fighting for»

Taking the high ground charge through and make way

There will be no depriving us

It’s «all we are fighting for, all we are dying for»