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The Showdown
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Epic: A Chorus of Obliteration
Lyricist:Travis Dean Bailey, David Edison Bunton, Joshua Michael Childers, Richard Andrew Hall, Eric Allan Koruschak
Silent, grimly faced, we march them down Calls from above, behind these walls these cowards hide This city, this land, a promise we have to claim Stretched for miles through barren land to conquer Jericho
Lose your voices with the sky Draw your swords, the hour is high We sing as one tonight, we sing as one
Lose your voices with the sky Draw your swords, the hour is high We sing as one tonight, we sing as one
We march our war, clothed in dust and fear we ride Host of the Lord about us on our every side The fruits of this land, a promise we have come to claim We sing as one, the trumpets sound your walls of dust Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Now meet the ground
Lose your voices with the sky Draw your swords, the hour is high We sing as one tonight, we sing as one
Lose your voices with the sky Draw your swords, the hour is high We sing as one tonight, we sing as one
Lose your voices with the sky Draw your swords, the hour is high We sing as one tonight, we sing as one
Lose your voices with the sky Draw your swords, the hour is high We sing as one tonight, we sing as one
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