We Are the Dead

Beaten down, battered and bruised We are the outcasts, we are the abused Laid out, laid to waste, and laid to rest Injustice unforgiven, we will not forget So rise from the graves to make a stand Arm in arm and hand in hand Raise your fists, raise your head We are the future, we are the dead Torn down, by powers that be Death of justice, death to the free Put down, put in the ground, and put to death We will fight this corruption till our final breath So rise from the graves to make a stand Arm in arm and hand in hand Raise your fists, raise your head We are the future, we are the dead So rise from the graves to make a stand Arm in arm and hand in hand Raise your fists, raise your head We are the future So rise from the graves to make a stand Arm in arm and hand in hand Raise your fists, raise your head We are the future, we are the dead