Against the grain Against the odds Against the world Forever the underdogs
We are the bastard sons We are the ones that refused to grow cold We are the thorn in your side We are the thieves in the night And we're coming to take what's ours
No regrets We inherit the sins of the fathers, now reap the vengeance
From the ashes of your nightmare From the cradle to the grave We blaze our path through the darkness that you left us in Now we ride in the belly of the beast We are the diamonds that choose to stay coal A generation born to witness the end of the world