decide, between the ways of the weak,  the sheep, to live a lie  or to come to life, in victory we stand,  above the meek  to raise the chalice and toast the conquering  to feast upon the spoils that we claim    we are wakening  we are the one you seek  we are the merciless  we are the all is truth    we await, the coming of days  the awakening of the eyes that sleep  the dawn of light for those of us who see  to stand above the shattered flock and their lies  for now it is our time    we are the conquering  we are the one you seek  we are the merciless  we are the all that is truth    victors...now hear me  victors...come now know your name  brothers...as it must be  in victory we stand    our wake, our secret is broken  our legions now are one  the time of the silence now ended  in victory we stand we are the conquering  the clearing out, the storm