Storm the Gates of Hell

Throw your hands up
Get them in the air
This is a revolution,
We’re taking over.
Reclaiming what
Once was ours,
This is my Father’s world.
Laying waste
To all that has corrupted
The minds of our youth.
You want to make a difference?
Get your hands up
Start in your heart,
This war starts
In your soul.
I’m done hiding
I’m done living in fear,
If this is what it takes
To reclaim this world
Then here I come.
Through all the pain and sorrow
I’m done wasting away.
You ready to make a difference?
Get your hands up in the air
Let’s get out there,
Let’s show them
What we’re made of.
I’m gone,
I’m out the door
See if you can keep up.