The City

This is only the start

You're only opening the book

You're only on the first line of what's going to take a little while

I hope you don't hold your breath because they revolt like a choir

They say the language is dead, well, then why do we speak

I hope you understand that my brain is fixed

Into the next town

This is only a revolt

Enough is enough because we cannot be late

Basically, you've been defined as "unworthy of love"

And I confess, I had placed in my heart the same address but I paint with my words

"You're free, don't fear, this is just a revolt"

Into the next town

This is only a revolt

Calm rose: violent wind

The only "surrender" tonight, shall not be our own

They cannot escape, one if by land, two if by sea

I saved my money, but it can't save me

And maybe there is blood from the past, but that is not from me

They can take away one man, and they can take away his mic

But they cannot take us all

No, they can't dig a hole the right size to fit all of our dreams

They can't bury me, they can't bury me

We can't hope that somebody else take our place

No, we can't hope that somebody else take our place

May the history book read of all of our names

Be it blood, be it ink, but at least we were free

This is only but a fraction of what I've got to say

It must be said, it must be sad

If I leave this earth tonight may it be said that I spoke my peace

I spoke with the wrath of his grace

Calm rose: come violent wind

Oh we stand hand in hand and we walk without fear

This is a revolution