Stun Gun

Climb back up on the dead horse

Make it gallop again

Can't afford to lay idle

We'll get rest in the grave

Eyes full of dust

Ears full of noise

We can dance till the sunrise

When the empire is dead

When everything is silent

We can be ourselves

Meet the standards with guts out

Punch myself into sleep

We can stop making plans for

Plans for life and beyond

Eyes full of dust

Ears full of noise

We can dance till the sunrise

When the empire is dead

Have we gone insane?

When everything is silent

We can be ourselves

We're the bright eyed sons

Of the New Rome rising