The Rising

I can not see You
 It has been dark for so long
 Night has come and not yet gone
 What is freedom?
 What is this blessed song we sing?
 For all we know, is what we've seen,
 When all we need is to believe
 We are the blood of the underground
 We are a chosen seed so they will come for us
 We are the sons of a fallen race
 Come and die
 This is the rising
 Rebirth for a lost cause
 Hope for this forgotten dream
 This is the beginning
 Of a new time a new reign
 For all we know, is what we've seen,
 When all we need is to believe
 We are the blood of the underground
 We are a chosen seed so they will come for us
 We are the sons of a fallen race
 Come and die