Mighty

The revolution is no longer a dream As we watch it stream Live on the TV and internet The sun of tyranny is beginning to set Get out of your bed The idea is no longer in your head Shout out with might The rising fight The shackles are squeezing my wrists As I shuffle the righteous bodies of the deceased And just four hours later, I join the corpses And I join my brothers As the physical reunites with the earth And the spiritual meets the Lord But the roaring of the jets Is not as loud as the resistance they've met The bullets of fear Not as powerful as a single tear As our hearts push, endure, sacrifice, and continue beating The nation's heart beats with you As we finally awake from the nightmare we were forced to endure And the beating heart shakes the lunatic's throne As he is pushed into the corner of the mess he's thrown Your time is numbered, it is in writing As our determination is charged by lightning We will continue fighting Awaiting our final rule, so mighty