LYRICS
作词 : Timothy C Ames
Call on the undertaker, follow the undertow
Grim is the reaper guiding me
On the tide of war, we row
We're ready to meet our maker
No matter by friend or foe
Our death will be swift
But that is a gift democracy bestows, so
Call on the undertaker, follow the undertow
Familiar, the face of danger
Brace yourself, it awaits below
From grace we fell
Now raisin' hell is all we've come to know
We'll diе today, so time to take the divе (Hold your nose)
Plunge into the fray and plunder away
Our work is far from done
With guns to which we stick
'Til every world at war is won
A universe of super-earths is what ours will become
But even then, the siege won't end
We've only just begun
Acrost a vast galactic ocean, our flag'll proudly fly
For freedom once in motion
Won't be stopped until it dies
And we dive with such devotion to be thrown away alive
Although we go down one by one
That's just our way of life, oh
Call on the undertaker, follow the undertow
Lucky I brought my breaker
Because I've come to crush some bones
Even Satan shan't forsake us, no hellion left alone
Until we can extract again
Wait up, you're on your own, go
Holler the undertaker, caught in the undertow
Where graves are laid, mistakes were made
But learn from them we won't (No)
You can't rescind a stratagem, beware of where ya throw
My orbital has fallen short
Away we'll all be blown, our
Actions rash with tactics brash
We don't go by the book
Because one day of basic training's all we ever took
But the bots and bugs who've lost to us
To waste have all been laid
The remains of which we scavenge
That's how Liber-Tea is made
Our capes are quite aesthetic, but more than pure cosmetic
They represent the right to slay and may we not forget it
To answer duty's call, I'd even fall upon my sword
Or sit on my grenade which I will pray, my butt absorbs, oh
I am a diver, nigh a survivor
Life is about the fight (We never cower)
I thrive in the fire with iced-out attire
Like lightning am I, now strike (A Tesla tower)
Whatever the weather sends
Be it blinding blizzard storm
Incendiary tornadoes between descending meteors
Walk in our fathers' footsteps
Misfortune be forewarned
Put us to death, but in our stead
We'll just be sending more, oh
Call on the undertaker, follow the undertow
A wreckage we make that's left in our wake
Wherever we may row
You can't command democracy
Ya Karens ought to know
If you're asking for the manager
Off the **** you go, oh
Call on the undertaker, follow the undertow
We'll take the helm, set sail for hell
How swell, our welcome home
We're fresh right out the freezer
But our feet will not get cold
The war's our bond, we're holdin' on until the dive is dove