[ Featuring Dennis Robert Vink ]
Smokestacks are blazing
Sky's turning to coal
Man upon the hill
He's selling his soul
Rivers got poison
Fields lay to waste
Folk on the ground got that fire in their gaze
Iron law's pressing down
Chokehold's lethal tight
Voices scream silent in the dead of night
Boots on the pavement
Cracking the stone
No room left for a heart made of bone
Oh, the storm's rising
Ashes in the wind
Chains they're binding
Ain't no saving grace for sin
Oh, the storm's rising
Hear that thunder's moan
We ain't got nothin' 'cept the fight in our bones
False kings and coin
They bathe in the lie
Blind us with darkness while reaching for sky
Voices long muted
Fists held so tight
We'll mark our place 'gainst the dying light
Shadows are lurking
Hope's railing in chains
Fear spreads like fire
Red in the veins
But man, don't you tarry
Don't bend to the crow
We'll rise like clover
Through cracks in the stone
Oh, the storm's rising
Ashes in the wind
Chains they're binding
Ain't no saving grace for sin
Oh, the storm's rising
Hear that thunder's moan
We ain't got nothin' 'cept the fight in our bones