Who are you to demand of me?
Who are you to bend my will?
Who are you to take without thought?
Who are you to hate?
Betrayer
Oppressor
You will find few friends
Betrayer
Oppressor
The bitten hand will take revenge
We are not
Objects for you to scorn
We will stand above your grave
Hand in hand
We are not
Here at your good grace
We will stand above your grave
Your hatred turned to dust
Who are you to deny us life?
Who are you to yield to fear?
Who are you to forfeit your heart?
Who are you to Fate?
Betrayer
Oppressor
I've no pity left
Betrayer
Oppressor
None shall mourn your fall