On the field, he lay dying
And he motions, to where he's lying
I hear, underneath his breath

His message, that will put me to the test

Take this broken whisper to your grave

For the power it will give you
Will save you all from being enslaved


Save you all, from being prisoners
Heed his message, for his honor
Give us power, to defeat

Their blood, will be strewn across the streets

Take this broken whisper to your grave

For the power it will give you
Will save you all from being enslaved


For the Power
For the Power
For the Power

For the Power

Take this broken whisper to your grave

For the power it will give you
Will save you all from being enslaved