Worth Fighting For EP Lyrics:
Track 1 – Worth Fighting For (Nathan Torma)
Fight for your country; Die for your life; Murder for the money; Kill for your rights; Enslave for freedom; Bombing for your flag;
Is this a cause worth fighting for? Is this a cause worth fighting for? Is this a cause worth fighting for? Is this a cause worth fighting for?
Storm off for the children; now the order says to kill them; Evil lies in the minds of men. Hiding waiting for the killing to begin; this new world order; is a first class torture
Is this a cause worth fighting for? Is this a cause worth fighting for? Is this a cause worth fighting for? Is this a cause worth fighting for?
Widespread depression; National repression; another great recession; from overused aggression; Governmental possession; No free expression.
Is this a cause worth fighting for? Is this a cause worth fighting for? Is this a cause worth fighting for? Is this a cause worth fighting for?
Is this a cause worth fighting for? Is this a cause worth fighting for? Is this a cause worth fighting for?
No! It’s not worth it anymore!
Track 2 – Pestilence (Nathan Torma / Evan Ross)
They’re burning witches at the cross. They’re burning witches at the cross. They didn’t know the cost. They didn’t know the cost. For they created a sickness. They created a virus. Spreading through the streets. Bringing us to our knees. And they know that’s we’ll succumb. (To the sickness I succumb)
You’re a child of a demon; killed me with your eloquence. In the end you left me beaten. You’re the pestilence. You’re a child of a demon; killed me with your eloquence. In the end you left me beaten. You’re the pestilence.
They’re burning sinners on the cross. They’re burning sinners on the cross. Faith in god is lost. Faith in god has been lost. For He created a sickness; He created a virus. It’s spreading through the streets; bringing us to our knees. And he knows… He knows that we’ll succumb. (To the sickness I succumb)
You’re a child of a demon; killed me with your eloquence. In the end you left me beaten. You’re the pestilence. You’re a child of a demon; killed me with your eloquence. In the end you left me beaten. You’re the pestilence.
Look me in the eye. See what was a lie. Look me in the eye and say your last goodbye
You’re a child of a demon; killed me with your eloquence. In the end you left me beaten. You’re the pestilence. You’re a child of a demon; killed me with your eloquence. In the end you left me beaten. You’re the pestilence. NO
Track 3 – Justice (Nathan Torma)
Nothing ventured nothing gained. Nothing will ever be the same. Eternal life may be ending. But this is our new beginning. The promise of forever is a lie; There’s no comfort when you die. The darkness comes and death reigns; you find yourself in flames
Justice as we all know it; is available to the rich. Justice as we all know it; is available to the rich. Justice as we all know it; is available to the rich.. Justice as we all know it; is available to the rich.
Throw your fists to the sky. Raise me up on high. Got a price on my head. Gonna wake up spittin lead. Don’t do what they tell you to. Do whatever you wanna do. Fight back against what they say. Carpe diem, seize the day
Justice as we all know it; is available to the rich. Justice as we all know it; is available to the rich. Justice as we all know it; is available to the rich.. Justice as we all know it; is available to the rich. (repeat)
Track 4 – Messiah (Nathan Torma)
Sent to save; those who behave; I will not be a slave; we are digging our own grave
I’m dying to live; you’re living to die; I’m trying to give; you’ll give it a try
This is your messiah; revered as a pariah; filling me with paranoia; this is your messiah
Freedom is falling; our leader is calling; the lies are appalling; our future is dawning
He said the soldiers would come home; instead they are left to roam; there is no way to atone; our foreign force has grown
This is your messiah; revered as a pariah; filling me with paranoia; this is your messiah (repeat)
Track 5 – Remains (Nathan Torma)
The world’s a grenade and i’m pulling the pin. Blow it up ‘cuz my sanity’s thin. Where am i, i’m under your skin. Nothing left this is the end
What remains of a broken life? What remains of a broken home? What remains of a broken world? What’s left to be; left to be unknown.
A tooth for a tooth doesn’t get us the truth. An eye for an eye leaves the world blind. An ear for an ear; no one can hear. A life for a life; just end this. We rise up, a gun in hand; a final defense, final stand. But nothing can stop the war machine; Wipe ourselves clean
What remains of a broken life? What remains of a broken home? What remains of a broken world? What’s left to be unknown.
The world’s a grenade and i’m pulling the pin. Blow it up ‘cuz my sanity’s thin. Where am I? I’m under your skin. Nothing left, this is the end
Track 6 – The Goat (Evan Ross)
You signed up; ready to fight the war (face the gore; ready to face the horror) so line up; gotcha at the core and worth fighting for so save a bullet for yourself.
Cuz you never know, you never know who’s the terrorist; Tell me now, tell me now who’s the terrorist – it’s you! You never know, you never know who’s the terrorist. Tell me now – They got a bullet to ya brain.
Look around all you see are strange faces. Who are these people in these strange places? You look down the sights and you can’t believe; Your best friend’s face as an enemy
Cuz you never know, you never know who’s the terrorist; Tell me now, tell me now who’s the terrorist – it’s you! You never know, you never know who’s the terrorist. Tell me now – They got a bullet to ya brain.
It’s man against man and brother against brother. Your sister’s crying while she murders your mother. Look around. The ones who must die; are the ones you used to love… The ones you used to love.. The ones you used to love.
Cuz you never know, you never know who’s the terrorist; Tell me now, tell me now who’s the terrorist – it’s you! You never know, you never know who’s the terrorist. Tell me now – They got a bullet to ya brain.
They got a bullet to your brain. So save a bullet for yourself. They got a bullet to your brain. They got a bullet to your fucking brain.
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