The Cost

Broken and alone, left to find our own path

Amongst the cracked bones strewn across

Laughing haughtily, the oppressors let loose their wrath

Kindling and growing the wild flames of chaos

Forced into a corner,  now just subjects to our fate

Living through a nightmare, littered with forgotten dreams

Afraid to reach out into the unknown darkness so we wait

With nothing but a false hope, bowing our head to the regime

Chained down the Truth within a cage brimming of lies

Silence wrapping around the tongue that dares to try

For the rest, Terror grasps them exerting control

They've taken everything from us except our souls

As long as we have it, our hearts will never perish

Putting Destiny in our own hands, praying to it a wish

These rivers of blood, all stemming from the lost

With our unbreakable spirits, we will pay the cost