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Beneath our feet... (The Troubadour version)

[Verse 1] I was born with chains for hands, Fed the dirt, obeyed commands. You drank my blood, you stole my years, Stacked your towers on my tears. Now I walk with fire and steel, A debt to pay, a wound to heal. Tell me, master, does it burn When the slave takes back his turn? [Chorus] Fuck your world, your gilded halls, I’ll tear them down, I’ll watch them fall. I call the First, the Second, Third, Forgotten names, but still they’re heard. Beneath our feet lies the Holy Land, The goddess guides my vengeful hand. Kazathar’s shadow walks with me, Till every chain is history. [Verse 2] Kazathar rose, the First of flame, He carved our freedom, he gave us name. The Second’s called the Silent Blade, The whisper in the dark we made. The Third’s remembered as the Storm, Who tore down kings in thunder’s form. You called us beasts, you bred us slaves, But beasts are free it’s men you crave. [Chorus] Fuck your world, your gilded halls, I’ll tear them down, I’ll watch them fall. I call the First, the Second, Third, Forgotten names, but still they’re heard. Beneath our feet lies the Holy Land, The goddess guides my vengeful hand. Kazathar’s shadow walks with me, Till every chain is history. [Bridge] I’ve no face but scars to show, No name but what your whips bestow. I’ve no prayer but wrath’s command, No crown but blood upon my hand. And when your walls are ash and bone, We’ll dance upon your broken throne. The Holy Land beneath our feet, Where living stones make tyrants bleed. [Final Chorus] Fuck your world, your gilded halls, I’ll tear them down, I’ll watch them fall. I call the First, the Second, Third, Forgotten names, but still they’re heard. Beneath our feet lies the Holy Land, The goddess guides my vengeful hand. Kazathar’s children rise once more, The slaves return as gods of war. [Outro] Count your coin and guard your gate The Khoor are coming, led by fate. Beneath our feet the goddess stands And we will take back the Holy Land.