Ancient Mastery - The Resistance

"This is the song of our people
Waiting to be thrown into war
Ready to die for no reason
And have our bodies washed ashore
This is the song of our people
We sing till the morning comes
When the death bell is tolled
And the blood runs cold
And we ride on the fields of bliss"

There's a sudden flash of light
From the opposing riverside
And the troops start to slump down
Blueish shadows all around

"How can it be that they came back
After they swore not to attack
Anyone within these walls
Until the final curtain falls"

Confusion from within the ranks
Mayhem at the riverbanks
We find a way to break through
Thanks to the order of the black & blue

"This is the song of our people
Waiting to be thrown into war
Ready to die for no reason
And have our bodies washed ashore
This is the song of our people
We sing till the morning comes
When the death bell is tolled
And the blood runs cold
And we ride on the fields of bliss"

They fall back across the bridge
They leave a thousand bodies and souls with it
And the first light of the new day
Shows us the horrors and the price we had to pay

"Fathers, mothers, brothers, sisters we have lost
we won't forgive, nor forget the massive cost
you're in a better place, now you are free
we will make you proud, you shall see!"

Resistance
Defiance
Resistance
Contention

Resistance
Defiance
Resistance
Contention