The Furious Monks - Awakened Giants

Awakened Giants

Embers of rage, in shadows we dwell
Fists clenching tight in this concrete hell
Banners of greed, they wave overhead
In silence, the voices of broken are led

We are the scorned
We are the nameless billions

Marching on streets that weep with despair
Steel towers loom in the cold, bitter air
Crushed by the weight of the crowns they uphold
The fires of justice are smothered and cold

We are the voice
We are the faceless warriors

Shackles of silence, they echo our plea
Chains of the mighty, blind eyes cannot see
The cries of the voiceless, etched deep in the night
As we stand in the darkness, awaiting the light

We will not yield
We are the restless spirits

Ripping through silence, like thunder we roar
Underdogs rising from ashes once more
Fuelled by the fury, where justice's denied
In unity's strength, we will not be defied

We are the storm
We are the defiant martyrs

Walls of deceit, they crumble and fall
Our voices, a siren, to awaken them all
Iron fists rise in the unyielding sky
Against the oppressors, we're destined to defy

We are the threat
We are the awakened giants