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To Work and to War by The Prismatics is a powerful, anthemic ballad that explores the dual burdens of labor and conflict that shape the human spirit. With its driving rhythm and lyrical grit, the song reflects the lives of men caught between the grind of daily toil and the call of battle — a cycle of sacrifice, endurance, and resilience.

The verses paint stark images of factories, fields, and battlefronts, where sweat, struggle, and silence forge both despair and hope. The chorus swells with a martial cadence, echoing the sound of fifes and drums, embodying the march of generations bound to labor and sacrifice. Yet beneath the weight of struggle lies a yearning for freedom, redemption, and a dream beyond the plow and the battlefield.

Blending raw storytelling with soaring refrains, To Work and to War is at once haunting and inspiring. It’s a song for dreamers and fighters alike — an ode to endurance, solidarity, and the relentless pursuit of meaning in the face of hardship.

To Work And To War

To Work and to War

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downtempo electronic reinterpretation of the original metal version

Shadowlands alternate version

No altar.
No chains.
We rise.

Raised on rules carved in stone,
Every prayer felt like a cage I owned.
Told to bow, to hush, to bleed,
To bury the wild that I still need.

Every hymn they fed my head
Turns to thunder in my chest instead.
If silence is a holy crime,
Then breaking it’s a sacred sign.

Howl! tear the heavens down.
Howl! shake the underground.
No god, no fear, no vow to keep,
We are the wolves they couldn’t keep asleep.

Saints in glass don’t see the street,
I find grace in the riot beat.
Every sermon burned like coal,
But the fire I found made my spirit whole.

Every lie they dressed as light
Falls apart in the teeth of night.
If faith was chains to make me small,
Then breaking free is gospel, all.

Howl! tear the heavens down.
Howl! shake the underground.
No god, no fear, no vow to keep,
We are the wolves they couldn’t keep asleep.

Raise your fists where bells once rang,
This is the church of the untamed gang.
Every heart a drum, every throat a flame,
We howl the truth they can’t rename.

Howl! tear the heavens down.
Howl! shake the underground.
No god, no fear, no vow to keep,
We are the wolves they couldn’t keep asleep.
Howl! Howl! Howl!

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