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Among the sturdy gates of Baghdad, the ruins of Notre Dame
The arches of Alhambra, the mosaics of Hagia Sophia
A breath arises through the cold stone, like a ghost
The stories of all who built them up into the sky
Some vain enough to be driven by quests of glory
Fueled by the deceit of tribalism
And the great narrations of the men of power
That argue why the common man must always succumb
Some strong enough to resist
The darkness of caste and the allure of the empire
Those that saw beyond the lies, the hate and the fanaticism
To carry incredible feats of bravery and self-sacrifice
Hordes of hapless ones, submissive to the tyrant's whip
Forced to avert their eyes from cruelty for the price of survival
Next to those who willingly threw themselves at the mouths of lions
To become the sword of justice and live true freedom for a brief moment
Conmen, heroes, cowards, saints and all that lie inbetween
All of them are heard through these walls
Built with the blood of their slave labor
Their hopes and sorrows echo through the chambers
Their brightest moments, their worst sins, their inspired divine art
To no nation or religion do these stones belong
To no leader or tyrant do these stories belong
Even if by gold and whip they directed their hands
They are forever owned by everyone that's toiled and sweat
And now that our turn has come
Think about what will our story be and what we'll leave behind
Is it just words and shattered dreams, or is it towers high and mighty
If we'll build ours with our choice, plan and desire
Or with gold and whip the masters again will guide our toil
