Sweat soaks our collars
Sons speak with fathers
Mothers wring
Their hands of spring

The temperature is rising
Distant news of fighting
Speak of revolution
Peak of evolution

Matches set to fire
Flames on the bridge grow higher
No retreat
None we need

Voices in the night
Torches quell their fright
So it begins
Road to the end

They watch from their windows
Down the ramparts we assemble
Voices boom
Speak of their doom

Soon we dawn our armor
Soldiers made from farmers
Say goodbye
To this life

Guillotines are raised
But hearts are still ablaze
Filled with hope
We march the *****

Archers man their stations
Swords shake with frustration
Soon we move
To save you

Blades against the evil
Arrows fly with eagles
Walls torn apart
All for your heart

The faces of their generals
Grim against the rebels
Away they fly
Oh they try

Drawbridges have fallen
Wounded they are calling
For a truce
To stop the coup

Don't enter the basement
They will offer any payment
But I know
You're down below

A room made of chains
Heavy with your pain
I cut through
My sword true

A ballad for the ages
Played on all the stages
They remember
That cold December

When a boy became a man
With faith he took a stand
A love for you
Was all he knew