All have been forsaken 

who will stand up, fight for our tomorrow 

I will take the hard stance 

still shining bright in this desolate black 

all have been forsaken 

so coalesce, league of the first born 

I will take the hard stance 

still shining bright in this desolate black 

some thing is after me 

search and destroy all the lives of the past 

and of my generation 

we are all the enemy so chose your battles well 

opposition will only betray us 

I rise above for the city of lost children 

valuable hearts are forgotten, torn, torn 

if I back down for your fear of my conviction 

then we all lose not the battle, war, war 

embrace the one who will stand for us till the end 

all are forsaken by the world 

we though forgotten are not alone 

league of the first born 

darkness surrounds will it swallow you 

or take his hand and we will rise to our feet 

who do you think is going down 

when you stick the pistol to your face 

and say its pointed at me 

so I will stand for all the broken ones 

for all the cities, the lost children 

weight of the world is pressing down 

but I will press back 

I will press or martyr 

darkness, violence, bleeding, lost, fall 

we are all 

still shining bright in this desolate black