In Times that past they set the stone to reach the crown conquer the throne, pain submersed in innocent blood. The wars of cultures in the mud Striving for power in past days increasing influence lead to decays All that's left are broken bounds sabred down freedom's head You took their blood, You took their souls You took their pride you took their children Burning bridges between brothers torn apart by written letters expropriation of the unborn, generations to the chains Striving for power in past days increasing influence lead to decays All that's left are broken bounds sabred down freedom's head You took their blood, You took their souls You took their pride you took their children You - took - their - blood This is a call to arms Sabred down freedom's head You - took - their - blood