Ben Houge

From the sky
You can push a button -
And thousands die
In a split second.
But in the trenches great flames of apocalypse rain,
From an angel of death come to reckon.

But you've got a chance
You can wrest control, you can alter your circumstance
See the world through different eyes.
And all that you need -
Is a will of steel, unafraid to struggle and bleed
Just one option: strategize.

Before it began
And the signal scrambled every piece of your plan
From a promise to a lie...
You couldn't believe,
It could happen here, then the fighting forced you to leave,
And you watched that future die.

It's yours to command
As the battles rage, what's at stake is your motherland,
Every soldier plays a role.
The cry of defeat
As the fire erupts into chaos out in the street,
Says you’ve got to take control.