We stand in rows Our prayers held in our hands We stand for those Too scared to take a stand They stalk the roads Black death held in their hands So, tears for those Oppressors on this land Words spoken Spells broken Worlds woken My prayers Words are spoken Spells are broken Worlds are woken By the Red Robes Words spoken Spells broken Worlds woken My prayers Words are spoken Spells are broken Worlds are woken By the Red Robes