Everything in its good time, keep your hate pent up inside
Revolution calling, voice of changes dawningToday your bloodstained sun will rise
Feel the hand of disarrayGrab a hold and then it throws you awayYou will not touch me, you do not want to
Come near meAnd I will kill you
There is a war coming
Feel the hand of disarrayGrab a hold and then it throws you awayThis is a call to all so brandish your armsIn glory we kill so choose a weapon of war
Fight to the death; Earth and stars will collideUnder the heavens we sleep with blood on our minds
There is a war coming
Pick up your fallen, leave no man behindDestroy all that confronts you: Kill what isn't your kind
Mercy is weak, battles wheels keep on turningAnd Novus is burning!You will not touch me, you do not want to
Come near meAnd I will kill you
There is a war comingNovus is burning....