In a world created
Dreams are replaced with fear
Truth gone up in flames
Smells like death in the air

Forsake it all for nothing
He carried his cross and rein
We are the chosen few
Rise it up to say

We are the voices in the night
We will not be silent
We won't back down
We'll stand and fight
We are the voices in the night

All the fields are for harvest
All day and they waste away
You hear the voice of god
But still you're unchanged

Forsake what you created
Why are you running away
The daylights fading fast now
Rise up and say

Truth is not created
It's all around
Seek the lord
Why he may be found