The Rising Son

Time for you
To make your move
No longer stationary
Now
We are filled with the madness
We need our saving crutch
To drown the voices of the rising son

Born into shackles
Fallen from grace
The words of another
Sealing our fate
You clipped the wings of an angel
Just biding your time
Your digging our graves
Stealing our faith
You spoke the words of a wiseman
Spewing the venom of doubt
We're all sleeping
In valleys of violence
While you polish your crown

I've gotta fight for something
Something to pull us through
Reaching out for a sign to start anew
When will we open our eyes
And see through the lies
We won't endure this forever
Live free and unteathered
They won't ever take us alive
Alive

The sounds of these helpless cries
They forbode the dawn
I watch as they fall into line
Fall into line
One by one
Like lambs to their slaughter

Let my people go

I've gotta fight for something
Something to pull us through
Reaching out for a sign to start anew
I've gotta fight for something
Something to pull us through
Reaching out for a sign to start anew
When will we open our eyes
And see through the lies
We won't endure this forever
Live free and unteathered
They won't ever take us alive

And we won't bow to the rising son
And we won't bow to the rising son

Follow the stars
Into the night
Follow me follow me
Follow the stars
Into the night



Credits
Writer(s): Travis Beers, Ian Fleeger, Mike Cook, Joshua Petras
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