The faith and the fighter
Lighting up the streets, singing for the damned
Confessing to the choir
Bury every beast and we are born again

The blood runs over me, but not the cavalry
I am alone in everything I see, do you believe?
The thunder sounds and I hear the call
The underground is the fire below
My enemies and I can never seem to get up to find the hope

The faith and the fighter
Lighting up the streets, singing for the damned
Confessing to the choir
Bury every beast and we are born again

We are born again

The terror that you see is only misery
It's getting hard to listen or agree when they just deceive
The thunder sounds and I hear the call
The underground is the fire below
My enemies and I can never seem to get up to find the hope

The faith and the fighter
Lighting up the streets, singing for the damned
Confessing to the choir
Bury every beast and we are born again

The faith and the fighter
Lighting up the streets, singing for the damned
Confessing to the choir
Bury every beast and we are born again

So look beyond the curtain, take on your burden
We will stand and fight with you, oh-oh-oh

The faith and the fighter
Lighting up the streets, singing for the damned
Confessing to the choir
Bury every beast and we are born again

The faith and the fighter
Lighting up the streets, singing for the damned
Confessing to the choir
Bury every beast and we are born again

We are born again

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Writer(s): Andrew Biersack, Erik Ron, Jacob Pitts