Comradery

You all are my brothers in arms
Steel plated vessels
No luck from a charm

We manufacture this bond
through screams of the 

words that we speak
With the blades of our tongues 

cutting right through our cheeks

No road too weary to ever traverse
This song for our battle written in blood
Every verse
conceived in a graveyard we are tied to 

this church

Bless me

Allow me to exalt you