we are the saints we are the chosen ones we will lead them on we are the saints we are the chosen ones we will lead them on into the storm i am a giant waiting to be evoked be prepared for the war a fail slash of my mighty sword nations will crumble i have stared death in the face but i will overcome we are the saints we are the chosen ones we will lead them on we are the saints we are the chosen ones we will lead them on never again will i doubt the weakness of a thousand faithless men this is a war that you will never win why can t you understand surrender throw your flag surrender throw your flag away burn burn it all burn it all the world will crumble at the sound of your voice the world will crumble at the sound of your voice the world will crumble at the sound of your voice the world will crumble at the sound of your voice we are the saints we are the chosen ones we will lead them on we are the saints we are the chosen ones we will lead them on into the storm you ll never reach the end the end the world will crumble at the sound of your voice the world will crumble at the sound of your voice