here we are storming the gates of hell our whispers will silence your roars and our roars will wreck your lives so here we come we were withered and drowned out but raised up in sun soaked brilliance raised up this is our sound cutting through the noise this is our sound cutting through the noise come forth arise overcome choir of disciples here we are storming the gates of hell our whispers will silence your roars and our roars will wreck your lives so here we come we were withered and drowned out but raised up in sun soaked brilliance come forth arise overcome and return from exile return from exile return from exile