Songtext von The Gathering

In your head you can hear your heart Sweat run's cold it's all about to start Life or death only seconds away For king and country there's a game to play The hawks will fly, the doves will cry The old wise ones stay at home The young ones die Come to the gathering Have fun with a gun Come to the gathering Your day on the sun In your soul you can feel the gear In you mind all your demons appear Could this be your glory day Or just another number When you're blown away For king and country there's a game to play The hawks will fly, the doves will cry The old wise ones stay at home The young ones die Come to the gathering Have fun with a gun Come to the gathering Your day on the sun All the kids who won the day Just bombed by the folks they saved And all the people where you're from Don't want you there You've been gone too long In your head you can hear your heart Sweat run's cold it's all about to start Life or death only seconds away For king and country there's a game to play The hawks will fly, the doves will cry The old wise ones stay at home The young ones die Come to the gathering Have fun with a gun Come to the gathering Your day on the sun