From the day we were born In the shadow of gods and kings Reading and writing forbidden We work and nothing more People without destiny
The birth of civilization For us a waking nightmare
We heed the master’s call A reoccurring scene Trading lives for food and water We mine precious stones Under a whip’s sting
The birth of civilization To us a waking nightmare
Rise up revolt revolution Rise up revolt slaves of the sand Rise up revolt revolution Rise up revolt slaves of the sand
Colossal statues raised in shining gold and black We are many but we dare do not attack Pray for a time to come when justice be done The God of the sun will be overrun
Ruled by captors who lie hidden behind masks Break these chains of oppression retake our lives back Pray for a time to come when justice be done The God of the sun will be overrun
How we long for free will But are too afraid to speak To be regarded as myth or legend A subhuman race Treated as a disease
The birth of civilization To us a waking nightmare
Rise up revolt revolution Rise up revolt slaves of the sand Rise up revolt revolution Rise up revolt slaves of the sandTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
