The old gods watch from their temples
At the death of humanity
The old guard rumble in their rotten graves
As their visions turn and flee
Our wrists tied by invisible chains
And there's nothing we can do
To prevent the coming massacre
A world split in two
Wasted blood on battlefields
Turn brothers from their own
Death troops march into the streets
To end all we have known
The swamp is thick with human fiends
Enslaving us with lies
We sink in murky watered greed
And muffled battle cries
They might destroy the man
But they'll never take my freedom
I know I'll pay in blood
For the virtue of my treasons
I say, "Give me Liberty
Or gladly give me death!"
They'll never silence me
Even at my final breath
