Midnight Sun (Re written)

We are here until the very end,
every ounce of strength we'll spend
carving out the wounds of despair
we hold the key and we'll take you there.

They're your lies in the game
that are used to shoulder the blame
and for this you harbor no shame
while you set our lives a flame.

The midnight sun rises above
and the sheltered light hides bellow.
Curse the day it was done
when their fiery gaze finally won.

We are the ones who have felt their flame
the ones you blame-call wicked and insane.
We shed blood as we fail,
emptying out guilt that we don't have before we fade/

Our beauty lies within out glossy-eyed hearts
and when believing isn't enough
it dries in our soil stained hands.
Visions burning bright, this wont be our last fight.

Gracing the skies above,
we become one with our faithful night.
Our once beautiful lands, our faith,
torn and raped defiled by your game.
Yet we the faithful refuse to change
for what you wish to defile.

We've come to reclaim our names,
devoid of fame regardless of your flame.
You preach and swear that its built on love all the while,
while we choke and force out and empty smile.

The Midnight sun breaks us free
from these chains you made to cause our misery.
Surrounded by the wake of another day,
we became the enemies of light.
When the gaze finally won, we became your toys
and you slaughtered all of our joys.

Once again we come to claim our right to reign.
We claim out name, we are one with the earth, sky and rain.
As the midnight sun rises above,
the sheltered light hides below.
Beneath the pyre's light,
you feel we've lost the will to fight.
Though visions of the day grow dull and dim, you cant win.