Orphaned Land - Codeword: Uprising lyrics

rate me

Thy castles we shall storm

Hierarchy of light is taking form

Enemies fall as dawn is born

Strike fear, all units act as one

Thin red line, the power of man

Ours is the path of light

Redemption through superior fire power

Mirrors shall crack now is the hour

Sing in praise

Thy dark caress

In thee I wait

Lie still

Lie still

Rage engulfs my very being

A holy fire burns in your mind

God is perceived as a thing that's so vile

End lives of pure men, and their beloved wives

Sons & daughters they hold dear you'll defile

In thy sin you shall dwell

No humanity, a landscape of hell

See now the depths into which you have fell

Into

Death

Ending life, blood flows again in the river Nile

We are the terrorists of light

Shadows that haunt the innermost depths of your soul

Unseen to most

We are the sparks that shine so bright

Shall not live on bended knee, shall not lay down our arms

While we stand

These iron shields are raised, armed brothers together we stand

Holding our ground, no quarter is given, no quarter is asked

Enter the fray, we fight not for gain but for freedom - not land

Storming the walls of ancient stone, seven times we surround

Till they crush to the ground in a thunderous sound

O brothers lets drink to the battles ahead

Remember the fallen ones and the souls of the dead

Memories linger of these wars in which we fought and bled

Sing in praise

Thy endless rage

In thee it waits

Lies still

Lies still

Right and wrong they seem too clear

A target you wish for now beckons so near

God is within us all, what we hold dear

Ending of life is the ending of fear

Sons and daughters they shall end our tears

In thy belief

No hate you feel, but the will to forgive

See now the truth, the one which you believe

Into

Desire

Ending the storm that still rages inside

We are the terrorists of light

Prometheus to all, torches that burn in mighty halls

Shadows denied

We are the stars that shine so bright

Alpha and omega are one, the yin and the yang intertwined

Light a match in the dark and watch it burn as the fires grow

In the veins of the world we are the blood that pumps and flows

Shadows reflected on fallen walls when the beacon is lit

The masks that we wear are the hearts on our sleeves

Enter the sacrament lead us

Not to a path of deceit