On The Backs Of Our Brothers

Our struggling has built this fortress
Your cunning schemes have made it falter
beneath your fingers

I'm your master
I'm your master
Build this fortress from the bones of the land
Build this fortress
On the backs of your brothers

Hold your tongue
fall to your knees and bow
bow to me

avert your eyes
take your place in line
and worship me

Our struggling has built this fortress
Your cunning schemes have made it falter
beneath your fingers

I am the alpha
I am the Omega
I am the beginning
and I
I am the end

I'm your master
I'm your master