[Low voices] Mother, do you hear us below? The iron is waking. The old fires know. Every gate has opened. Every banner raised. Every blade remembers the hand by which it was made. [Voices gathering] You gave the damned a kingdom when Heaven gave us chains. You gathered what was broken and taught it how to stand again. You never asked us to kneel. You never asked for prayer. You only built a home for those who had no home elsewhere. [Chorus — all voices] So hear us, Mother— we are here. Call the Seven. Sound the horns. Let every throne and territory answer for the home we swore. You bore the chain. We bear the blade. You held the line. Now we remain. Let Heaven hear what Hell is for— you carried the chains. We carry the war. [Low male voices] From Wrath, we rise. [Female voices] From Lust, we rise. [All] From every Sin beneath your crown, we rise. No Prince stands above you. No Duke commands your name. No ancient god may cross these gates and take what you reclaimed. We remember every lesson. We remember every scar. We remember who stood between us and the ones who called us damned. [Chorus — larger] So hear us, Mother— we are here. Call the Seven. Sound the horns. Let every throne and territory answer for the home we swore. You bore the chain. We bear the blade. You held the line. Now we remain. Let Heaven hear what Hell is for— you carried the chains. We carry the war. [Music falls away — distant voices] Mother... Mother... Mother... [One voice] They bound your hands and thought that made you weak. [Another] They sealed your power and thought that made us theirs. [Another] They cast you down and never looked beneath them. [Silence] They should have. [Army begins quietly] We are the walls. We are the gates. We are the teeth behind the name. We are the daughters. We are the sons. We are the many. You are the one. [Growing] No surrender. No retreat. No god takes what belongs beneath. No surrender. No retreat. Hell stands with its Matriarch. [Single voice] Mother... Command us. [FULL CHORUS] CALL THE SEVEN! SOUND THE HORNS! LET EVERY SIN PREPARE FOR WAR! FROM GARDEN GATE TO LOWEST PIT, LET ALL CREATION ANSWER THIS! SHE BORE THE CHAIN! WE BEAR THE BLADE! SHE HELD THE LINE! WE NOW REMAIN! LET HEAVEN OPEN EVERY DOOR— LET OLYMPUS HEAR THE INFERNAL ROAR— YOU CARRIED THE CHAINS! WE CARRY THE WAR! [Army chanting] We carry the war. We carry the war. We carry the war. [All voices, final] Mother— you will never stand alone.
