Lyrics

We’re renegades and outlaws
Because we won’t give in
To cowardly authorities
In towers made of sin

You’re subtle speech and silver tongue
the devil in your eye
You woo the world to slavery
But we don’t buy the lie

The time has come to draw black lines
(The time has come to run and hide)
The day is here to choose your side
(To fight us is suicide)
This world must be set free
It’s down to you, it’s up to me

Here comes The Flood

Battle lines, the edge of knives
We’ve made intentions clear
We won’t retreat, we won’t back down
We’ve laid to rest our fear

The evil of your hidden deeds
Here soon will be made known
The time has come for you to reap
The blood that you have sown

The time has come to draw black lines
(The time has come to run and hide)
The day is here to choose your side
(To fight us is suicide)
This world must be set free
It’s down to you, it’s up to me
C’mon

Here comes The Flood

This battle of flesh and blood and war machines
We might not make it out alive
But our hope, it cannot wane, it’s evergreen
For we know that, though we fall, we will never die

(They’re closing in on our position. We need to make a move!
-Hold up. If we move to fast, they’ll see us for sure.
-Wait! What’s that?
-The cavalry is here, guys. Let’s go.)

Here comes the flood!