Casteo

Disconnected
And divided
Unbelieving
Undecided

All the fort
Torn asunder
And we fall
By the numbers

Through the mud
Up the trenches
As we leave
The last defenses

Sound the horns
To save the day
All pretenses
Washed away

Time to go
Forward brothers
Time to go
Forward sisters

And through the smoke
Up the trenches
As we leave
The last defenses

Sound the horns
To save the day
All pretenses
Washed away

And by the grace
Of all the promise
And by the grace
Of all tomorrows

Falling flags
No more fences
Falling flags
No more trenches