“COME MAKE WAR”

No more sleeping love, no more sleeping bride
No more white washed tombs with the bones inside
Thereʼs a new breed rising with fire in our eyes
We ainʼt scared of nothinʼ ʻcause weʼve already died

…Young ones full of visions, old ones dreaming dreams
Be warned all you judges, be warned all you kings
Rid the land of altars setup to other gods
Blow the trumpet in Zion, awaken every heart

RICK PINO – “COME MAKE WAR”