The powerful ones are lusting our submission
But we resist, feed the riot and rise up your fist
A fire is burning in these days of glory
Keep it lit and believe, to die or to win
Feed the riot and rise up your fist
To die or to win
To die or to win
Feed the riot
To die or to win
The powerful ones are lusting our submission
But we resist, feed the riot and rise up your fist
A fire is burning in these days of glory
Keep it lit and believe, to die or to win
Feed the riot
To die or to win
Feed the riot
To die or to win
Feed the riot
To die or to win
