"Hush Yael, I hear them coming, we'll hide here until we're safe
Just hold tight to me, until they find what they need
Hush little Yael, I hear them leaving for the beach, where on the stone and sand your sister finds her sleep"
Wet your jaws for the world
We're going back to the darkest hours
Where our kind has confirmed
We are the masters of sin and slaughter
On the 22nd day of the 4th month, 1979 warrants a judgement
Because he came and he saw and this coward conquered a family asleep in their home
Rise
Rise
We must rise for the helpless and fight for their justice
So lift your voices high
Higher than the mountains of their spite
We are
We are the fearless, the ruthless, the heralds of our time
So lift your voices high,
Higher than the mountains of their spite
We are,
We are the fearless, the ruthless, the heralds of our time
She had to watch him pull the trigger in her daddy's back, then put his face to the waves until he took his last
Then he took her life with the butt of his gun four years from when her life had begun
Rise
Rise
Rise
Rise
We are all weavers at the loom of slaughter, but we will rise and make these victims our martyrs
So lift your voices high,
Higher than the mountains of their spite
We are,
We are the fearless, the ruthless, the heralds of our time
So lift your voices high,
Higher than the mountains of their spite
We are,
We are the fearless, the ruthless, the heralds of our time
Make him beg for his life
Make him beg for his life
He made me watch as my family died
He'll never know what its like
So cut him slow until his soul takes flight
"Hush Yael, they found him and they put him in chains
The one who broke our home is finally feeling pain
Hush little Yael, I'm sorry your lungs are empty, but in your new home, that man will not be seen"
End him slow
End him slow
Make him feel the rocks,
That her temple rode
End him slow
End him slow
End him slow
