In this place we find each other

A tribute to the wise

Who view with open eyes

Expose the lies of our brothers

Misled and lost between

The surface and the screen



We are not alone to defy

We stand and those who push us down will die



Under blackened sky

We light the torches and we hear the sound

Of the soundtrack to the rebellion

We break the silence and we make the sound

Of the soundtrack to the rebellion



They sit and suck the tit of power

They claim it for us all

But keep it within walls

These men aim to slowly devour

And they lock you into sleep

While silently they reap



They lie! Don't hear their blinded words of dread

The phantoms you fear they put inside your head



Under blackened sky



We light the torches and we hear the sound

Of the soundtrack to the rebellion

We break the silence and we make the sound

Of the soundtrack to the rebellion



We light the torches and we hear the sound

Of the soundtrack to the rebellion

We break the silence and we make the sound

Of the soundtrack to the rebellion



We light the torches and we hear the sound

Of the soundtrack to the rebellion

We break the silence and we make the sound

Of the soundtrack to the rebellion



It fuels the flames throughout the night

And it's soundtrack to the rebellion