Secret Chambers - Revision

In secret chambers they will meet

Their silver tongues are wagging from the heat

There’s no more sitting it’s time to stand

Cause heaven’s angels are at our command

When they plot and when they plan

They lead their people to the broken down dam

We will stand tall, we will stand tall, we will stand tall.

They blow their trumpets and they blow their horn

Made of gold, their death will be born

If you listen very close

You can hear the screams of all the murdered ghosts

When they plot and when they plan

They lead their people to the broken down dam

We will stand tall, we will stand tall, we will stand tall.

I want you to know

They don’t have a soul

They will fight you (4x)