THE VIGILS

Lyrics

Beneath this modern city
Where the wheels turn night and day
And the suffering of the workers
Who will slave their lives away

So come
Rise above
We are free
No control
Take what is yours
And tear it down
Tear it down

All the minds that rule the people
From their castles in the sky
Without the hands that toil
Their machine would surely die

So come
Rise above
We are free
No control
Take what is yours
And tear it down
Tear it down

From the head that does the planning
To the hand that builds a thought
There must be an understanding
Through a meeting of the heart