They

They - From Ashes Rise

They spin in the sky their web of wires

They launch their toys to be the new towers

They send their children

To scorch their brothers

And all is done

And all is done

By the fortunate sons

As they unleash the gos of war

As they unleash

By the fortunate sons

As they unleash the gos of war

By the fortunate sons

As they unleash the gos of war

As they unleash

By the fortunate sons

As they unleash the gos of war