decide, between the ways of the weak,

the sheep, to live a lie

or to come to life, in victory we stand,

above the meek

to raise the chalice and toast the conquering

to feast upon the spoils that we claim



we are wakening

we are the one you seek

we are the merciless

we are the all is truth



we await, the coming of days

the awakening of the eyes that sleep

the dawn of light for those of us who see

to stand above the shattered flock and their lies

for now it is our time



we are the conquering

we are the one you seek

we are the merciless

we are the all that is truth



victors...now hear me

victors...come now know your name

brothers...as it must be

in victory we stand



our wake, our secret is broken

our legions now are one

the time of the silence now ended

in victory we stand we are the conquering

the clearing out, the storm