Crossroads Plowman's Moan

Yeah yeah yeah yeah in the mirror I see the chains we all wear yeah time to wake up speak truth breathe air yeah yeah breathe air yeah shadows creep in the corners of my mind's cage whispers of doubt fuel the internal rage echoes of silence where voices should roar echoes of silence where voices should roar battling demons behind every locked door fractured reflections in a world of deceit heartbeats heavy with the weight of defeat but deep in the chaos the spark starts to ignite rising from ashes claiming my right yeah the illusion power of the soul open your eyes we rise together yeah no more disguise we touch the sky no more kneeling to the throne of fear awakening now the is near plant seeds of change in the firing soil harvest the strength from collective toil mentality shifts like tectonic plates uplifting the strength from collective toil mentality shifts like tectonic plates uplifting the fallen sealing our fates from personal fire to communal plays no chains can hold what the mind sets free we own our story eternally. yeah rise up feel it no more silence yeah rise up feel it no more silence yeah rise up feel it no more silence yeah rise up feel it no more silence