Pounding in my heart
A talking blend of a yard,
Shrieks to tell me at night,
That I was right
In my notion,
To think
That this is the time,
The time to dive,
The time to strive
And the time to win something of glory
That will not come easy;
So,
LET THE WAR BEGIN!!!!!!!!
A talking blend of a yard,
Shrieks to tell me at night,
That I was right
In my notion,
To think
That this is the time,
The time to dive,
The time to strive
And the time to win something of glory
That will not come easy;
So,
LET THE WAR BEGIN!!!!!!!!