Disciple - Make War Lyrics

Drop my name from your hit list You can't see straight with your fist clenched

Are you looking to make war With everyone around you? Make war Cause I think it might've found you

Wide eyed, white-knuckled Your sky spells trouble Waist deep with your weapon drawn Combat is the high you're on

No fight? No glory So you write your own bloody story Lost track of your body count Combat is the drink you drown

Blood! Blood! Why are you screaming out for Blood! Blood!

Drop my name from your hit list You can't see straight with your fist clenched Are you looking to make war With everyone around you? Make war

You fell in love with the vengeance You can't stay out of the trenches Are you looking to make war With everyone around you? Make war Cause I think it might've found you

Shoot first, talk later Just one more round in the chamber Lost track of the bridges burned Combat is the god you serve

I've made my penance Said I was wrong and I meant it For this scarlet letter stain You demand it paid in pain

That's it You're not being gaslit Cause I've burned the last of the matches You don't care to bury the hatchet Yeah, you'd rather carry a casket

I will not Turn and run I want peace But you're demanding blood I will not Turn and run

You want blood Get ready to bleed Retribution is the poison you choose to drink