Where Your Rotting Corpse Lie (W.Y.R.C.L.)

When will we Act the same? Cure our kind from Eternal pain I, I see no end No end to this! Fueled by truth Not by flesh Beyond the towering Wall of lies We will claim our fate Climb Climb to the edge Rise above the hate We claim our freedom We take our freedom We will rise above Lies Has been spoken through your eyes? But the consequence was mine My wrists are open wide from my sacrifice My blood has dried And so we stand on barren land As you lie beneath the sand True power we acquire As your rotting corpse lies Closed mind Closed fate Bound to death Feel no rest As you die We shall reveal True power Climb Climb to the edge Rise above the hate We claim our freedom We take our freedom We will rise above Lies Has been spoken through your eyes But the consequence was mine My wrists are open wide from my sacrifice My blood has dried And so we stand on barren land As you lie beneath the sand True power we acquire As your rotting corpse lies And so my blood has dried From my open wrists and my sacrifice But true power we will acquire As your rotting corpse Lies Has been spoken through your eyes But the consequence was mine My wrists are open wide from my sacrifice My blood has dried And so we stand on barren land As you lie beneath the sand True power we acquire As your rotting corpse lies