

We walk the line of fire
Beneath a heavy sky
Something in the wind is changing
(get ready)
Break the cage!
Burn the stage! (arrghhh)
This is the dynamic rage
Left behind, turn the page
(yeah) Hunting down our enemies
Dirt on my boots,
rust on my blade Living in the wreckage of the plans we
made No salvation in this town
We're gonna burn it down
In the dust, we remain
Washing
away the pain
This is the dynamic rage Left behind,
turn the page
(turn the page) Hunting down our enemies
Left in the dust... (shhhhh)