We lit the streets with the flames on our bodies Our blood boiled frothed and flowed We watched our own entrails consumed by lions The streets run red with our life We stood and we didn't back down in the face of inevitable demise They stripped us and beat us and broke our bodies When they cut us down we win We will rise on wings like eagles And lift towards the sky We will rise on wings like eagles And lift toward the sky How long oh Lord until you avenge our blood Blanketed in sores Burned and blistered Helpless before the wrath of God Their corpses in streets Festering far from a grave They mark where they fell as a sign of his wrath Those left call down rocks on their heads They soil themselves as they cower in caves Mad with pain they chew off their tongues All these things will come to be How long oh Lord until you avenge our blood