Will Of Men

Walking the bounds of the Earth
We see some prophets that rule
This world of terror
Spitting the truth
What is truth after all, my friend?

What is calling for you?
Is this your will at all?
(Take this doubt from me)
Your silent screams of Anger
Or deceivers that reign by playing God?
(Silence fills my spirit)

Follow the fallen Angel
Claim the power you have
Behold a new man whose creed is his will
Hear that voice that calls you now

What is calling for you?
Is this your will at all?
(Take this doubt from me)
Your silent screams of Anger
Or deceivers that reign by playing God?
(Silence fills my spirit)

Fog of illusions
They brought the confusion
To every mind
Leading them straight to the darkest days

What is calling for you?
Is this your will at all?
(Take this doubt from me)
Your silent screams of Anger
Or deceivers that reign by playing God?
(Silence fills my spirit)

So this call is up to you
The insurrection's yet to come
With many screams of anger
But in silence you'll reign without any gods