Stay the Course - Heaven Shall Burn

Consistent, pushing aside all disbelief; abandon my friends, my home 
Losing my mother tongue 
But I will bear this heavy loss 
Former brothers calling me betrayer and burned the words we wrote 
I will overcome 
Solaced by this certainty this delusion will fade 

Our words of reason, lost in the roar of cadence 
The beacon of humanity, beclouded by their cold, black sun 
In the scattered light of all your torches his rotten face seems like a saviour's smile to you 

An army of lost sons still hidden in the dark 
The voice of an enslaved nation 
A force of banished daughters 
We have to stay the course! 
Consistent, without anguish! 
We may sow the seeds of upheaval just from the outside; 
but with burning hearts we shall recur