From ashes rising Together we stand Our legacys black But its not the end Nothing is too late You have to fight Open the gates of freedom Into the light Many years passed by Dark clouds always attend The sun forgot us In dark haze I stand Buried alive Below the stars up high I lose all hope for afterlife Captured in our own ash Buried 6 feet under at daylight Sons of darkness Sons of night Children of coldness At the blood red horizon I can see a faint light I feel its heat Still craven and shy On mighty wings it rides Towards our jail I feel its heat So mighty and bright Wings of dawn Out of ashes we rise Fallen legions Onward a new time Wings of dawn Towards new light Straight from our tombs By tailwind to sky Outta palace of ice We smash our chains Outta prison of night Into dawn of the day We are sons of Coldness Of acerbity The time has come to whet our blades Sons of darkness Sons of night Children of coldness Children of fright We are slaves of doom Of acerbity The time has come to whet our blades 6 Feet under at daylight Buried by the cold night 2 steps from despair Captured by burning air Midnight at daylight All hope flown by The gates have closed we all thought No more prayers to our gods By tailwind to sky
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