Breezes flowing from east to west
Have gone to their eternal rest
Light rays fading from red to blue
Have blurred the endless view
The darkest hour
Before the dawn
So now we know the hunt, the hunt
The hunt is on
We will rise, rise
Mercy dies, dies
Like the sun in early morn
Beware the blowing horn
On the rise, rise
Cries and lies, lies
Like a raven in the sky
We are here until we die
We will rise
Desperate steps, we search for more
The inner peace, the silent war
Far beyond the twisted pines
We catch them up, our restless minds
The darkest hour
Before the dawn
So now we know the hunt, the hunt
The hunt is on
We will rise, rise
Mercy dies, dies
Like the sun in early morn
Beware the blowing horn
On the rise, rise
Cries and lies, lies
Like a raven in the sky
We are here until we die
We will rise
Rise, Rise, Rise
Like the sun
Rise, Rise, Rise
In early morn
Rise, Rise, Rise
We are here
Rise, Rise, Rise
Until we die
We will rise, rise
Mercy dies, dies
Like the sun in early morn
Beware the blowing horn
On the rise, rise
Cries and lies, lies
Like a raven in the sky
We are here until we die
We will rise
We will rise
