Ashes In Your Mouth

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 of the bible, we need implements of war
Chalk lines and red puddles of those who have been slain
Destiny, that crooked a schemer, says the dead shall rise again

Where do we go from here?
And should we really care?
The end is finally here
Gods 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

Where do we go from here?
And should we really care?
The end is finally here
Gods have mercy

If you're fighting to live
It's ok to die
The answer to your question is
Welcome to tomorrow

Where do we go from here?
Gods have mercy

Where do we go from here?
And should we really care?
The end is finally here
Gods have mercy

Where do we go from here?
And should we really care?
The end is finally here
Gods have mercy

Mercy
Mercy
Mercy