We're living underground    these are the hours now    that we are dying out    we let the wounded howl    they pass the stretchers down    and we just throw them out    this is the art of war    this is the weight of all the things that take their toll sacrifice is made we never gave enough    hold trust in battle sacrs    every man will fall if given long enough    in these cathedral wall    bandages and broken bones    praying let this go one way or another.