Phantom soldiers marching off to war Never knowing what they're fighting for Tell me what decides who has God on their side? There's no reason, it's the season Is there any war that is worth dying for? There's no reason, it's the season of the dead
Death and glory, same or storyline Children of the future lost in time Deadly choice of war that kill more than before There's no reason, it's the season Dead men don't come back when they're under attack There's no reason, in the season of the dead
Is this the end of (real[?]) and glory Living in this purgatory [?] and country, (cup of sacrifice[?]) Shame or honor is the only choice
Mystic forces on pale horses ride Bearing hunger, plague and genocide Senators of state with their prophets of hate There's no reason, it's thy treason As they light the fuse no one can refuse There's no reason, it's the season of the dead