Wardogs

Ten seconds to midnight
Life hangs by thread
Nothing's happened yet
Nothing's happened yet

I am become death
Grab your sticks and stones

But the tension's rising
And the threat is here
One wrong move
They're gonna light up the atmosphere

I am become death
Grab your sticks and stones

Too young to've lived the cold war
But the silent war's now
And despite it's name
It screams in our face loud

It screams in our face loud
And the vail's slowly lifting
And the tide is now shifting
And the wardogs are out

I am become death
Grab your sticks and stones

I am become death
Grab your sticks and stones