[spoken]
So, why don’t you tell me,
What is there to die for?
[sung]
All those worn out people,
Silence in their hearts,
What is there to die for?
When no one leads the charge.
Corpses litter the street,
Who’s speaking out for them?
Just nothing left to die for,
And no one leads the charge.
You can’t stand,
Today none shall rise,
There’s nothing left to fight,
We cannot make it right.
[spoken]
So where were you when they came?
Where were you at the end?
I hear them a-coming for you now,
And not a charge in sight.
[sung]
You can’t stand,
Today none shall rise,
There’s nothing left to fight,
We cannot make it right.
Take a stand
Maybe we’ll start to rise,
‘Cause there’s something left to fight,
It’s time to make it right.
What is there to live for?
It’s time to face the end.
What is there to die for?
Well it’s time to lead the charge.
