You ripped the heart of me, heart of me open I reign a thousand curses on your soul All your sons and daughters will be broken From now on and ever more
And all I ever wanted With my heart was in your hand Forsaken and abandoned I wander these waste lands
I will rise up, at one with the thunder All your hopes and dreams are tattered and torn I will fill your head with dread and wonder I'm gonna make you wish you were never born I'm gonna make you wish you were never born
A plague on your existence Despair with every breath My fury knows no bounds My wrath will never rest
I will rise up, I will rise up, I will rise up, I will rise up I will rise up, I will rise up, I will rise up, I will rise up I will rise up, I will rise up, I will rise up, I will rise up
Compositores: John Robert Beck (Johnny Bivouac) (PRS), Lauren Henson (PRS)Editores: Jerden Records (PRS), Xix Db Songs LtdECAD verificado obra #11059765 em 09/Abr/2024