Under the Whip, Pt. 2

Your clock ticks, time expires
You find yourself wishing for just one more hour
The time has come fro your reign to end
The horizon of a New World yet to begin
Your clock ticks, time expires
You find yourself wishing for just one more hour
The whips have brought so much pain
They won't get the chance to do it again

I am not afraid
Tomorrow is no longer their day
Under the whip is not our fate
With his life he shall pay

The clock ticked, time expired
Prayers weren't answered for just one more hour
Under the whip of our masters hell
A price to pay for the many who fell
The clock ticked, time expired
Prayers weren't answered for one more hour
Pray for your soul and its very fate
Violent it will be your fall from grace

The whispers of freedom now becoming ever louder
The horizon of a new day no longer a shadow
Whips of our masters can't prevent this uprising
A battle begun for more than just fighting
There's far more at stake than just our lives
A call for freedom that's older than time
The creature of enslavement is soon to fall
Upon the heels of the centurion we cannot fail

The first blow is struck, blood flows from the wounds
With years of rage we have everything to prove
Our bodies though week, our will's still strong
Your whips stayed at our heels for far to long
When given the chance we shatter your mold
For your own personal gain you sold your soul
Now alone you lay atop the floor in a heap
In our hands now your lives we keep