Secret Chambers

In secret chambers they will meet Their silver tongues are wagging from the heat There's no more sitting it's time to stand Cause heaven's angels are at our command When they plot and when they plan They lead their people to the broken down dam We will stand tall, we will stand tall, we will stand tall. They blow their trumpets and they blow their horn Made of gold, their death will be born If you listen very close You can hear the screams of all the murdered ghosts When they plot and when they plan They lead their people to the broken down dam We will stand tall, we will stand tall, we will stand tall. I want you to know They don't have a soul They will fight you