The War of All Against All

Look alive, gentlemen
Or fake your deaths; your wounds undressed beneath your costumes
Some are so well rehearsed
For hearses it hurts, always the first to wave the white flag
And barricade themselves
In false pretenses, fox holed in trenches
Forged casualties with casual pleas
Dying to please the enemy
We die to stay alive, we kill to survive

We are the corps of corpses
We are up in arms and armed
Bring all the king's horses and all the king's men
We are the corps of corpses
We are up in arms and armed
Bring all the king's horses and all the king's men
Bring all the king's horses and all the king's men

Push on, plod on, these legs like pistons pumping forward motion
Convalescent men in uniform
We have fallen to friendly fire, shrapnel freckles our spine
Still our feet fall one by one

We are the corps of corpses
We are up in arms and armed
Bring all the king's horses and all the king's men
We are the corps of corpses
We are up in arms and armed
Bring all the king's horses and all the king's men

We were led to lead lovers, while marching to the beat
To the beat
We were led to lead lovers, we kissed so well
We kissed so well
We were led to lead lovers, while marching to the beat
To the beat
We were led to lead lovers, we kissed so well
We kissed so well

The cannon's calling our name
I hear her singing to me
The cannon's calling our name
I hear her singing to me
In morse code
"This is our revolution!
To arms! To arms!
This is a revolution!"
In morse code
(We are the corps of corpses)
"This is our revolution!
(We are up in arms and armed)
To arms! To arms!
(We are the corps of corpses)
This is a revolution!"
(We are up in arms and armed)