Testo di Warmongers' Ball

Warmongers' Ball Could it be so That we're forsaken Could it be so That we're mistaken Could it be so that in all these years I've never heard your name? Could it be so that your war will be my dame? CHORUS: In this life you don't have to see the lies Just take the cause within you And bury it once and for all In this life you don't have to think twice The final waltz within you Is safe in this warmongers' ball Could it be so That we're torn and shaken Could it be so Though we're awakened? Could it be so that in all these years I've never seen your face? Could it be so that we're falling from this race? Because tonight we're paid to dance Stand up and feel no more Get out your guns and do romance Get down and be a whore CHORUS ...And now the war is in your hands Because tonight we're paid to dance Stand up and feel no more Get out your guns and do romance Get down and be a whore