Through The Firestorm

Lyrics

[Chorus: Miracle of Sound] Eyes to the sky, ears to the ground Flag flyin' high, and we never let our sights down Lives on the line, as we turn the tide of war None left behind, fight onward through the firestorm [Verse 1: Skullkruncher13] You can best me in battle, still won't win the war Fold up your flag, I'll take over your fort I'm a man of morale, I know from the score Just how much attrition the foe can afford (Damn) Ammo is low, show me support Plenty of scopes, we don't need no more "Medic can I get some Dope?" Oh my lord After we win, I'll be owed an award (Props) Conscientious, but I'm no objector Brought a Molotov, I'll roast you for sure Don't hold onto hope, when you know it's all over I'll show you my coldest shoulder, ignored You're bloody and coated in gore But under I wonder how soaked are your drawers? (Haha) I'm gonna bulldoze your forces Not before I'm done smoking the Fuhrer That's why I'm training my corps No, this ain't your home anymore Now it's our house, I'll kick open your door Rip off your roof, leave you totally floored Splinter the ceiling, shatter and smash I'll leave you reeling, rattled and trashed Raze you to rubble, and after you're ash I'll write up a treaty to throw in the trash [Chorus: Miracle of Sound] Eyes to the sky, ears to the ground Flag flyin' high, and we never let our sights down Lives on the line, as we turn the tide of war None left behind, fight onward through the firestorm [Verse 2: Skullkruncher13] Guilty as charged, with hostile assault Leading the charge, you're brought to a halt I'll smash and grind you, tenderize you Dice you up, and toss you with salt (Wah) I got a band of brothers (Hoorah) But I gotta thank my mother (Uh-huh) For raising me to treat all as equals 'Cept for Nazis, they're not people Nah, I'm not a misogynist Equality's on my list I'll fight with the women, I'll die with the women I'll slaughter one too if I gotta, bitch 'Cause I don't discriminate killing my enemies You're good as dead if you mess with or threaten me Pocket your tags, you're nothing but memory (Peace) I'll make your head my centerpiece Backhand to face, forehand to spank I'll man-handle your panzer tanks You won't see it coming, I plan to flank Now show some respect, you stand outranked Just like when dad and I have a catch You throw me a 'nade, I'm sending it back So put up your mitts and, load up your mags I got this battlefield in the bag [Chorus: Miracle of Sound] Eyes to the sky, ears to the ground Flag flyin' high, and we never let our sights down Lives on the line, as we turn the tide of war None left behind, fight onward through the firestorm [Bridge: Andrea Storm Kaden] We are mothers We are fathers, sons, and daughters As the world is set on fire We unite, divide and conquer For our country And the honor From the ashes, we will rise On land Or by water With our wings up in the sky [Chorus: Miracle of Sound & Andrea Storm Kaden] Eyes to the sky, ears to the ground Flag flyin' high, and we never let our sights down Lives on the line, as we turn the tide of war None left behind, fight onward through the firestorm [Outro: Miracle of Sound] (Fight onward through the firestorm) (Fight onward through the firestorm) (Fight onward through the firestorm) (Fight onward through the firestorm)