rise up

they say the suns gonna rise
and shine so bright
its so hard to believe
in the dead of the night
will things be alright
am i gonna survive
whats it take today
for me to stay alive
must i strive for my life
with a gun with a knife
can i sit on my haunches
and be patient tonight
what do i need
and what can i offer
what hope is there
will life get any softer
you can hope and dream
fight against the machine
but this worlds a grinder
and your next if you breathe
hard as a rock
how you gotta be
if you wanna keep livin
in this world this dream
of our selves we do nothing
but create cuts and wounds
of our selves were so empty
with nothing we can prove
of him comes life
flowing like a river
of us comes the night
and the pull of the trigger
death is wage
and life is his offer
why would you deny
is death what your after?
theres a light in the night
he created the morn
breaking the dawn
calming the storm