Verse 1: They silence us like we lost the war, The kings are whispering behind the kingdom’s doors. The blood is shedding on the battle floor, The flags are waving, but they’re being ignored. The blades keep sharpening the hearts they hold. Chrous: Raise the shields as the bows and arrows cleave through. Brace yourself for the silence in the room. Don’t fall when you’re kneeling, the steel is burning through. If you don’t stand up, they’ll destroy the generations after you. The loss is defeating, But the dullness of the sword Still isn’t cutting through. Verse 2: The families you lost are impairing you. The injustice you’re experiencing is the same your peers are going through. The pain isn’t temporary, because it’s consuming all of you. Trapped in the fires they built to captivate you. The powder from the bullets is up in the air, The smoke is blinding everyone you knew. Chrous: Raise the shields as the bows and arrows cleave through. Brace yourself for the silence in the room. Don’t fall when you’re kneeling, the steel is burning through. If you don’t stand up, they’ll destroy the generations after you. The loss is defeating, But the dullness of the sword Still isn’t cutting through. Bridge: Your time has come to unleash the anger you held inside you. The blood you’ll spill at dawn will be the freedom You hear the prisoners chanting too. Your name will be uttered by the ones who doubted you. The scars you carried will be rewards in history books. Victory was always yours, You just never knew. Chrous: Raise the shields as the bows and arrows cleave through. Brace yourself for the silence in the room. Don’t fall when you’re kneeling, the steel is burning through. If you don’t stand up, they’ll destroy the generations after you. The loss is defeating, But the dullness of the sword Still isn’t cutting through.
