Rebels

They try to tell us now

That the weak cannot become strong

They try to sell us out

But we've all been here for far too long

And it was written in the sky as an omen

Like a lion's voice arising, and it's roaring

But they busy being blind to the size

To see what lies before their eyes

It was written in the sky as an omen

Like a lion's voice arising, and it's roaring

But they busy being blind to the size

To see what lies before their eyes

Saying that we're rebels, and we're rogues to the cause

'Cause we gather in a message on the floor

And while they stand in fear to the side of the stage

We turn this place into a rave

Saying that we're rebels, and we're rogues to the cause

'Cause we gather in a message on the floor

So while they stand in fear to the side of the stage

We turn this place into a rave

What are you afraid of?

Weak becoming strong tonight

What are you afraid of?

It was written in the sky, sky, sky

Sky, sky, sky

They try to tell us now (Sky, sky, sky)

That the weak cannot become strong

But it was written in the sky as an omen

Like a lion's voice arising, and it's roaring

But they busy being blind to the size

To see what lies before their eyes

It was written in the sky as an omen

Like a lion's voice arising, and it's roaring

But they busy being blind to the size

To see what lies before their eyes

Saying that we're rebels, and we're rogues to the cause

'Cause we gather in a message on the floor

So while they stand in fear to the side of the stage

We turn this place into a rave

Saying that we're rebels, and we're rogues to the cause

'Cause we gather in a message on the floor

So while they stand in fear to the side of the stage

We turn this place into a rave