There's a man upon the hill; he's blackened by the sun He's pointing out the way to all, the way the west was won And at the bottom of the hill, the animals, they cry They're lurking in the waters deep and circling the sky
Raise your arms into the night Raise your arms into the night
The numbers gathered on the front; the killing time draws near Ready to do what the man says; carry out his fear To all my faithful followers; the giant and the small Heaven awaits your brave souls if you heed my call
Raise your arms into the night Raise your arms into the night Raise your arms into the night Raise your arms
Raise your arms
For forty days and forty nights the animals fought true Feeding off the flesh they slain, and drinking blood they drew And when the smoke cleared from the fields, the animals stood tall Freedom won in blood they spilled, the vanquished lay in thrall
Raise your arms into the night Raise your arms into the night Raise your arms into the night Raise your arms