3 acessos
With high duress we toiled
With high fire we rose
Dimmest shells of the past slave
Like sprouts fallen in deep thirst
Chronic sighs of the anguished
Newfound cries of triumphant revenge
Beneath the sun of despair, it's fogged
Silent rage, heightened heat
Venge on the over ones
Who bound us in these rusted death-smelling chains
Darkened abyss in the low hearts, vacant of
Surviving relics and memories ever so near
Lest we forgot, lest we'd die captive souls
Rose: a new sun
Fell: a new dawn
Mutiny won
Thralldom falls
It rains, for once