Uprising

We have been captured to serve their lords
A game between masters and slaves
Condemned to labor
Taught by their whips and chains

Far from our homes, far from sanity
Bound to believe their divinity

Our scars are burning
Wasting our lives in vain

They played the role of our rulers
Soon they will taste retribution
Dare to believe in our forces
We rather die with our pride alive

When the time arrives, my hounds will scatter the lambs

They played the role of our rulers
Soon they will taste retribution
Dare to believe in our forces
We rather die with our pride alive

Rise, gather all of your woe
Turn it into rage
Then we strike to survive
We paid with blood, all is lost in this battlefield
But our flame can't be tamed

Rise, gather all of your woe
Turn it into rage
Then we strike to survive
We paid with blood, all is lost in this battlefield
But our flame can't be tamed