History Breaks

Chorus

We are the storm you dread tonight

Lines drawn in fire, eyes alive with spite

Thunder at your gates, you feel it shatter

We carry fury—rise, or break and scatter

Post-Chorus

(Ooooh, can you hear it?)

(Ooooh, the terror rising)

Verse 2

Cracks in the marble—shadows in halls

Every empire bleeds before it falls

Counting the cost in silent breaths

Clinging to hope when hope is death

Pre-Chorus

Steel in my throat, doubt in my hands

I taste the end—but still I stand

Knuckles are white, fever and fear

History breaks—so we appear

Chorus

We are the storm you dread tonight

Lines drawn in fire, eyes alive with spite

Thunder at your gates, you feel it shatter

We carry fury—rise, or break and scatter

Post-Chorus

(Ooooh, can you hear it?)

(Ooooh, the terror rising)