Cold finger on the trigger
Behind a line drawn in the sand

Anger rise
We fight a war with much at stake
The rights of birth that no one can take

Overflowing with anger
A soon to be awakening
Will be martyrs on to glory
Dawn fings us in this rage

As it must be
This dawn of the mad

My finger on the button
With what¹s so foreign in my sights

Anger rise
We wage a war ... our nature to preserve
By any means... our enemies be gone

No longer can we wait
As an enemy drains our future
As the light of a new day shines
Our anger fuels our march this dawn

Call of duty ... all the minutemen rise and shine
Call of duty ... only sovereigns stand the test of time