| Now the storm begins. |
| It’s been brewing from within
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| The seeds of revolution’s been sown
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| The time is now, our hearts have turned to stone
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| The fire that’s rising will burn to the bone
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| The gathering of arms, we’re tearing down the wall
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| Storming the gates to our freedom
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| The rule of the depraved is coming to an end
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| The signal that’s telling the world, revolution it is coming
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| It is coming
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| The time has come
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| We’ve had enough we won’t take anymore
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| You see us move in synchronicity
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| The noble blood will color the streets
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| We run amok, we’ll take the crown and we’ll burn it down
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| The world is here to testify, freedoms calling
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| We break the gates, take their heads, we run amok
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| We run amok
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| Crimson clouds roll in, a storm of hell awaits
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| Blood will fall like rain over the southern lands
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| The flame burns on black smoke rises again
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| Foretelling the future we fight to defend
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| The course of history will be written here today
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| Liberty waits for no tomorrow
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| Banners of unity held proudly in the air
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| The rule of corruption will end
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| Revolution it is coming. |
| It is coming
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| The time has come
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| We’ve had enough we won’t take anymore
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| You see us move in synchronicity
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| The noble blood will color the streets
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| We run amok, we’ll take the crown and we’ll burn it down
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| The world is here to testify, freedoms calling
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| We break the gates, take their heads, we run amok |