This is a voiced generation Our stance you won't break We are the mark in foundation With all the hearts that we create We may not have brought it here, The death, despair, and shame But I swear to God that in the end, Death will fear our name The shortcomings and failures corrupt our heats position So don't let your past be your futures definition We move on because that battle's already been won And if you've lost, but you've tried, you've succeeded When the views of truth and lies are corrupted; My weakness is expected, but our triumph is demanded We'll stumble, we won't fall Our ears aren't too deaf to hear our call You try to take my breath away, But I'm still breathing Our lives have been sheltered, not by forceful captivity, But by complacent and selfish prosperity Change is a beautiful slogan when wielded by those who wish to uphold it Paralyzed forerunners, we sign our lives away to a headstone Belief is as fickle as our minds that surround Unless our souls can keep our ground Keep our ground Fight them back I'll lay my fist to the dirt with the enemy I'll lay my sword from the sheath, demons surround me Fear, hate, pride, these cowards breathe Unless our hearts' will makes them see With the enemy down to one knee