Texty: Chiodos. His Story Repeats Itself.

this war will tear apart the sky,
letting through the light.
and we will survive, and we'll sing.
marching onward, we're singing for our freedom.
we the people are gathering to say that here on this day we're taking,
taking whats rightfully ours.
this war will tear apart the sky,
letting through the light.
and we will survive.
you are the ruler of lies.
i see it in your eyes.
they're the window to your soul.
and we all know this is our last chance
to overthrow the king and all his men,
so we can see the light again.
this war will tear apart the sky,
letting through the light.
and we will survive, and we'll sing.
marching onward we're singing for our freedom.
oh, what gave you the power to take the love from the women?
oh, what gave you the power to take the laughter from the children?
you can't blame them.
they're just doing what they think is right.
this has become impossible, impossible.
this has become impossible, impossible, impossible...
this war will tear apart the sky.
letting through the light.
and we will survive, and we'll sing.
marching onward, we're singing for our freedom