A scream rings out in the dark,
and the masses flood the streets,
and they'll leave behind their ways of life,
they'll leave behind their friends and ties.
And it's all because of one man...
it's all from that villain.
He's forced us from our homes,
and he's torn our flesh from bone.
We will rise up, we will rebel, because we can.
And we'll take back our lives,
and we'll take back our pride,
as we stand on the forefront
of these bloody battle lines.

...and I'm not quite sure where we're going,
but I know it'll all be over soon.

Too many people dead.
Too many lives have reached their end.
This monster must be stopped before it's too late.
Under these ruined city skies,
lye the remains of a great empire,
that we all took for granted.
The mistakes made by a few
cannot lead us to our deaths.
We must take back what is ours,
we must take back what is left.
The empty promises we took in so long ago
will no longer haunt us.

...and I'm not quite sure where we're going,
but I know it'll all be over soon.

Is there anything that we can do
to make this life better for ourselves?
Is there anything that we can do
to release our lives from this jail cell?
To make things better for our kids,
the same way that our father's did,
is there anything that we can do?

...and I'm not quite sure where we're going