Fists of the Factory Storm

Why us? Why us? Why us? Why us? Why us? Why us? We rise from the chains Fists in the air tonight We own the night Without a care Sweat on our brows From the factory line Fists in the air tonight Without a care Sweat on our brows From the factory line But we won't toe the line Pockets are empty Dreams in the dust But when the whistle blows It's us we trust Boots on the tangle Spitting in the face So the overlords Settle the score With a storm that's breaking free Wild and spree No kings, no chains Just fire in our veins Sing it loud Break the chains Break the chains Break the chains Break the chains Calloused hands Gripping bottles Tied to cuts Burning bright They can take our jobs They can take our jobs But not our soul We'll dance on the ruins We'll dance on the ruins Lose all control Lose all control Lose all control But not our soul We'll dance on the ruins We'll dance on the ruins Lose all control Lose all control Control Control Break the chains Break the chains Break the chains Break the chains Break the chains Break the chains Rebels forever Rebels forever Through the flames Through the flames Through the flames Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home Home