Sons of Liberty

Silence can't save skin and bone Face down the diamonds of crushed glass on stone Sound the warning, hear the marching feet Running out of the shadows, they're back on the streets The endless slaves of tyranny In flames you'll fall Give my blood for liberty For one and all Chanting of the same old song Just taunts the memories, of the fallen ones, And when we meet them on the barricades, We'll get straight to the point at the edge of a blade No tears if we fall by the wayside No tears if we fall on our swords Every nation gathered around us Trust our fury And we'll rise up tomorrow It's time to cross the line There's no retreat We'll take the streets We'll never stop Until we beat Trust our fury