What is the plan?
How do we find it?
Is it something for you?
Is there some way to hide it?
As the day falls to night, sun below the horizon.
Awakening the moon, to illuminate the dark.
Once a busy place, busy no more.
A street full of life, dead, nothing more.
Fire burning violent, the cold chased away.
A man lay lifeless, starting to decay.
Gunfire, grenades, no plan to stay.
Safe from the war, no plan for the poor.
Generals and gavels, decisions to be made.
The life of a soldier, is forever to change.
Turn over the dead, shoot all the living.
A man lay lifeless, starting to decay.
Civilians rise up, answering the call.
Prisoners of war, stood against a wall.
Times have now changed, lock all the doors.
Batten down the hatches, now we're at war.
Birds now bullets, fly through the air.
Cars are now bombs, waiting to explode.
What is the plan?
Now we know what.
They want to take you,
Just have to fight it.