With Faith Or Flames - Battle Wounds, Part 1: The Brimstone Epitaph lyrics

As night turns into morning, our cries will fill the air We will not stand for persecution of our true birthright The swords will clash with thunder, their sheilds will bend and break They have no right to cast us into the realm of idols You are the ones who claim to bow to no outside influence And yet you are the first to wear your precious uniform You banish all who fail to fall within your certain limits All while you declare you will absolutely not conform But you do conform As brothers we ride into to realm of despair Come stand by my side and you will surely be spared Attacks are closing in We are surrounded now The battle rages on Our spirits will not foul Alright! we can use their own weapons against them C'mon! they don't know what we are capable of As day turns into darkness, the fight continues on It seems as though they won't accept us for what we are And so our sheilds are mounted, our hearts stand in defense As we seek not to conquer but only to live in peace As brothers we ride into the realm of despair Come stand by my side and you will surely be spared Despite our true convictions, this is not our crusade Enlightenment is our means, you fear we will enslave To those who stand against us Lend me your ear I bring a word of hope Not a display of fear We will never surrender our sacred vows We will never resign, we will never be forced to bow To those who stand against us Lend me your ear I bring a word of hope Not a display of fear