Dawn of the Angry - Morbid Angel

Cold finger on the trigger

Behind the line drawn in the sand

Anger rise!

We fight a war with much at stake

The rights of birth that no one can take

Overflowing with anger

A soon to be awakening

Will be martyrs on to glory

Dawn finds us in this rage

My finger on the button

With what’s so foreign in my sights

Anger rise!

We wage a war

Our nature to preserve

By any means

Our enemies be gone

No longer can we wait

As an enemy drains our future

As the light of a new day shines

Our anger fuels our march this dawn

As it must be

This dawn of the mad

Call of duty

All the minutemen rise and shine

Call of duty

Only sovereigns stand the test of time