A masquerade, hiding the truthe
The weapons of glory, preparing to shoot
Wearing steele withe a false beliefe
Supporting the wronge, no hearte for the scene
Push for the golde, payment's the lawe
Sold the soule to the commercial war
Creating newe heroes, buying their fame
Deceiving the paste, the faithe will be slayed
They are riding withe the winde of the false ones
They are fighting the proude and the brave