The Hunted

Ashes of your empire raining down
Falling from the sky

The wounds are still open wide
Voices, screaming as they die

A fire still burning deep inside
Judgment day is over.

And can you hear
A clear voice calling
Someone still roaring
Someone calling out ... your name

'Ride with us
Through dying light
If nothing is ventured, nothing is won.
Slay the cynics, they can't be right
You will not miss weakness when it is gone'

So make your stand, forever
With strength to soar to heaven
Or break the gates of hell

Fire in the sky tonight
A Xul from the shadows is
Aiming for your life

March on, march on, march on!