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
