Wake up my brothers, the sun has risen!
Heaven smiles on us get up and listen!
To the stories They tell; of pain and of hell
So common, but still so strange
From the east the sun Rises, to the west the sun sets
Yet they dont tire of babbling
No sir
They pick up their swords and they wage a war
So splendid yet horrifying to see
From womb till the tomb to the resurrection, oh yes
They live and still wage the war
Rise and throw the cliche of the world
Rise now and go face the dawn
Arise and begin a new day
Rise up and fight the so-called good they have spawned
The time has come, to live and to grow
The hour has come and this we know
A hundred years past and now we have found
A bounty so fruitful that, for long, has been bound
