Streets of fire and broken dreams
City shadows can't hear the screams
Lifeblood pouring from stone-cold hearts
We play the victims, we play our parts
In the alleys, trash and gold
Stories new, our stories old
Eyes of the damned stare through the night
No salvation left inside
Shattered chains, we break the mold
Screaming loud, hearts of gold
Orchestrate the fallen rise
Against the dark, we close our eyes
Ghosts of former selves we chase
In this wasteland, find our place
Rivers run black, almost like blood
This our kingdom, this our soul
Violent streams of rusty steel
Echoes of pain, wounds that won't heal
Confront the chaos, break the storm
In this earth-damaged rage, we are at war
Drums pound like water so cold
Faces knelt, God help us all
Broken dreams, but voices rise
We're knee-deep in our lives