All have been forsaken- who will stand up, fight for our tomorrow- I will take the hard stance- still shining bright in this desolate black- all have been forsaken- so coalesce, league of the first born- I will take the hard stance- still shining bright in this desolate black- something is after me- search and destroy all the lives of the past- and of my generation- we are all the enemy so choose your battles well- opposition will only betray us- I rise above for the city of lost children- valuable hearts are forgotten, torn, torn- if I back down for your fear of my conviction- then we all lose not the battle, war, war- embrace the one who will stand for us till the end- all are forsaken by the world- we though forgotten are not alone- league of the first born- darkness surrounds will it swallow you- or take this hand and we will rise to our feet who do you think is going down- when you stick the pistol to your face- and say its pointed at me- so I will stand for all the broken ones- for all the cities, the lost children- weight of the world is pressing down- but I will press back- I will press or martyr - darkness, voilence, bleeding, lost, fall- we are all- still shining bright in this desolate black