At Dawn
The Black Hand
Bred of firesent forth to topple this regimesoldiers ready to dieborn to seek absolutionmarching forward to bring this revolutionwe gather ranks to storm the capitolwe shall reclaim what is rightfully ourswe are, we are, we are the children of fallen kingstheir legacies turned to dust before our very eyesour fathers before us did not die in vaintheir sacrifice gives us hopeso we can bring lifemonuments laid to wastethe charges are placedthe battle begins nowwe surgean army of discontentno longer subhumanour rulers shall feel our wrathwe draw our armsLetras de cancionestake aim at our oppressorsthe first volley brings chaoswe stand our groundthis victory will be ourswe shall not fallThe lines are dashedwe've broken throughto the capitol we lay claimwelcome to the new world ordera land built on self-determinationno longer are we ashamedof what we are or what we'll becomethe future is oursthe texts shall read our namesa legacy of righteousness bornThe black hand of tyrannystrangles us no morebrothers we are free
From Letras Mania