War Time

It's war time 
Nat Turner 
Way is how I define
Sun don't chill
So continue to shine
Got to take freedom
In order to live Devine
Stakes is high as heroin 
In veins, circumstances of misfortune 
Cries the blues, young souls a strayed 
In the north, in search of death,
With there eyes wide shut
As they watch time fade towards the past, 
So I sing
It's war time 
Nat Turner 
Way is how I define
Sun don't chill
So continue to shine
Got to take freedom
In order to live Devine