The City

This is only the start 
You're only opening the book 
You're only on the first line of what's going to take a little while 
I hope you don't hold your breath because they revolt like a choir 
They say the language is dead, well, then why do we speak 
I hope you understand that my brain is fixed 

Into the next town 
This is only a revolt 

Enough is enough because we cannot be late 
Basically, you've been defined as "unworthy of love" 
And I confess, I had placed in my heart the same address but I paint with my words 
"You're free, don't fear, this is just a revolt" 

Into the next town 
This is only a revolt 

Calm rose: violent wind 
The only "surrender" tonight, shall not be our own 
They cannot escape, one if by land, two if by sea 
I saved my money, but it can't save me 
And maybe there is blood from the past, but that is not from me 
They can take away one man, and they can take away his mic 
But they cannot take us all 
No, they can't dig a hole the right size to fit all of our dreams 
They can't bury me, they can't bury me 
We can't hope that somebody else take our place 
No, we can't hope that somebody else take our place 

May the history book read of all of our names 
Be it blood, be it ink, but at least we were free 
This is only but a fraction of what I've got to say 
It must be said, it must be sad 
If I leave this earth tonight may it be said that I spoke my peace 
I spoke with the wrath of his grace 
Calm rose: come violent wind 
Oh we stand hand in hand and we walk without fear 
This is a revolution