With the dawn brings vision of the crawling field   Riddled with vain attempts, all in a corpse, so familiar   But not my own, this is the difference   Between you and I we are the captive fighters      But cuffs must hold stronger, stronger than skin   Oh, but until the drops number the floor I'll pull   'Cause I saw the gates and they're guarded   By a greedy shield and the most carnal of edge      This is the difference you've left on your own, so forlorn   What have you done? You've traded the chains   And bought yourself a new crown   Now there are no bars, now there are no bars      (Be ready)   When lips reveal the knives a victim   From light, becomes feed for the parched      Bishop, you're as far from the cloth as the dogs   And we share that familiar thirst   Bishop, mouths wet with the thought of meat   To tear and taste, but will it quench? It never does      Oh, our crest is the same   But it's a lie when you wear it   It's a lie but were still seen the same   For the chain and the drops lure      And you, the captive fighter   With victory off your tongue   Don't you see? That's what you did   When the weak looked up to you      You fraud, wear your crown of greed   Light the pyre, a fraud has been found   Let it be known, this war will not be won   Without fire, without loss or without a fight