Paved With Bones

As the weak bow before the tyrants, a certain death is imminent.

The few must rise and show the force of freedom in the human spirit.

The graves... The graves...

The graves remind me.

The brave... The brave...

The brave define me.

The path of righteousness is paved with bones.

The act of sacrifice is set in stone.

When death, destruction, came reigning down, we stood proud and held our ground.

I will never forget their sacrifice.

When evil arises we conquer for freedom... for freedom... for freedom.

The graves... The graves...

The graves remind me.

The brave... The brave...

The brave define me.

The path of righteousness is paved with bones.

The act of sacrifice is set in stone.

When death, destruction, came reigning down, we stood proud and held our ground.

Did they die for this corruption? Were their sacrifices in vein?

Enough is enough.

Your religion of greed is out of control. Shut it down.

And take back our freedom.

When evil arises we conquer for freedom... for freedom... for freedom.