We are the heralds
The bringers of dawn
Spearheads of men and second to none
We were chosen by the Sun to lead our kind
Our endeavor is to reach beyond horizon
Sole masters of fate
United for freedom
Divided by name
Building the new on the ruins of the lost
Crippling the limbs of foul progressive cause
Spiralling silence herding the whole
Deceitful justice won’t take its toll
Red marshalls gather for indoctrination
A system designed to control
Breeding correctness beyond
Infusing the masses with fear as the law
Hail our saviors possessing the key to the scarlet sky
Constrained in shackles, saving prayers at the church of lies
Enrapturing servants kept in comatose
Trailblazers of glory, we’re storming
Denying all fear made for ruling our thoughts (of self-determination)
Our footprints mirror to holes
To bury the dead
Holes to bury the dead
(Oh) Bury the dead
Holes to bury the dead
No memories left to haunt our ambitions
(No state held higher than our choices)
Onwards we march
With courage
Arise
Aimed for above
Bearing flag from below
Trespassing barriers of time
Proud, the rebels standing righteous
Exalting loyalty to what makes us
Holes to bury the dead
