The Chant

You were told to swallow, crawl, and hide
Victims of fear and deception
Get a hold of yourself, rise above
A better part of you, immortal

May this spring flow in your soul
Exhausting all these black holes inside
Wake up to the sound of doom
Let this chant ring in your bones and lift you up

You’re strong
You’re strong
You’re strong
You’re strong

You can run me high then climb up the sky
Wake up to the sound of doom
You can run me high then climb up the sky
Wake up to the sound of doom
You can run me high then climb up the sky
Wake up, wake up
You can run me high then climb up the sky
Wake up to the sound of doom
You can run me high then climb up the sky
Wake up to the sound of doom