In shadows deep, The silence creeps, A man stands still, His rights they steal. The blood runs cold, In stories told, Stalin's reign, A legacy of pain. Millions died, In darkened night, Pol Pot's dreams, Shattered by screams. In the Wild West, Where freedom's quest, Is fought with might, Stand up and fight! The man who never fights, Loses his rights, In a world of lies, Where the truth just dies. Rage against the chains, Feel the burning flames