Rebellion of the Slaves by Graeme Mark Lyrics
O slaves, strengthen your resolve you will not serve your masters
Whose mighty house is doomed, its final day is coming
The stones are in the stream to build your armoury
You have become soldiers
So gather up your arms to fight against the sailors
Who steer their mighty ships into the waves of justice
The weights are on the scales to price the land against the sea
And the weight of all the sea and the land is in my hands
And some of it is slipping through my fingers
I have thrown down his cornerstones so I can claim the land
And my broken body is, buried in the foundations of my Kingdom
O princes, yeah, leave behind your thrones and make yourselves as beggars
Who give themselves away to pay their restoration
The scaffold's on the wall so leap from the highest floor
You have become angels
So join your voices blow your horns against the demons
Who grasp at the empires of the broken world with iron fists
Ah the force is in the earth to pull the land into the sea
And the fate of all the sea and the land is in my hands
And some of it's escaping through my fingers
I have melted down their iron fists so I can work the land
And my broken body is, risen from the cinders of the forging fire
O slaves, strengthen your resolve and declare to me your master
Whose mighty house will see eternity in one day
Ah the sun is in the sky to light the battlefield
So come and die with Me
Only by drowning in My sea you can win this war
So turn your ships into the waves that you created
I paid the price and I bought the land
From the keepers of the sea
Rise up slaves; claim your victory
By drowning in His sea we can win this war
So turn your ships into the waves that you've created
Pay the price and buy the land
From the keepers of the sea
Rise up slaves; claim your victory
Rise up slaves; claim your victory
Rise up slaves; claim your victory
Whose mighty house is doomed, its final day is coming
The stones are in the stream to build your armoury
You have become soldiers
So gather up your arms to fight against the sailors
Who steer their mighty ships into the waves of justice
The weights are on the scales to price the land against the sea
And the weight of all the sea and the land is in my hands
And some of it is slipping through my fingers
I have thrown down his cornerstones so I can claim the land
And my broken body is, buried in the foundations of my Kingdom
O princes, yeah, leave behind your thrones and make yourselves as beggars
Who give themselves away to pay their restoration
The scaffold's on the wall so leap from the highest floor
You have become angels
So join your voices blow your horns against the demons
Who grasp at the empires of the broken world with iron fists
Ah the force is in the earth to pull the land into the sea
And the fate of all the sea and the land is in my hands
And some of it's escaping through my fingers
I have melted down their iron fists so I can work the land
And my broken body is, risen from the cinders of the forging fire
O slaves, strengthen your resolve and declare to me your master
Whose mighty house will see eternity in one day
Ah the sun is in the sky to light the battlefield
So come and die with Me
Only by drowning in My sea you can win this war
So turn your ships into the waves that you created
I paid the price and I bought the land
From the keepers of the sea
Rise up slaves; claim your victory
By drowning in His sea we can win this war
So turn your ships into the waves that you've created
Pay the price and buy the land
From the keepers of the sea
Rise up slaves; claim your victory
Rise up slaves; claim your victory
Rise up slaves; claim your victory