The Rising

I can not see you
It has been dark for so long
Night has come and not yet gone
What is freedom?
What is this blessed song we sing?
For all we know, is what we’ve seen,
When all we need is to believe
We are the blood of the underground
We are a chosen seed so they will come for us
We are the sons of a fallen race
Come and die
This is the rising
Rebirth for a lost cause
Hope for this forgotten dream
This is the beginning
Of a new time a new reign
For all we know, is what we’ve seen,
When all we need is to believe
We are the blood of the underground
We are a chosen seed so they will come for us
We are the sons of a fallen race
Come and die