We are beyond lost, we need a guiding hand to help us. Break down, these stones that we have carried. Cast off, these chains that we are wearing. Restore, this hope that has been buried. Join me, their throne we will be tearing down. Scream out no! We will Not take this anymore ! No more! Get up and stand for something! As we gather up our arms, only seconds left to fight, the sky comes down! As we make our presence known, with our arrows aiming high, they shake the ground! Here they come! Fire raining from the sky, we draw our swords. Heaven sent this genocide from distant shores. Broken bones and blackened eyes, we send the poor, only those that truly die have seen the end of war. These are not just gods, we have nothing to show for our lives that they spend but, freedom is coming for those who will fight for it. Let my people go!