cold finger on the trigger behind the 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 soon to be awakening will be martyrs on to glory dawn finds us in this rage my finger on the button with what s 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 as it must be dawn of the mad call of duty now all the minutemen rise and shine call of duty now only sovereigns stand the test of time my finger is on the trigger behind the line drawn in the sand my finger is on this button with what s 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 as it must be this dawn of the mad