Great guitar riff with HUGE Chorus

All my heroes were dreamers
Marched to the beat of their own drum
I watched them fade and die
Now I'm the only one

I've been left alone with thoughts and fears
Watching days pass and turn to years
I will be the rock when all is said and done

Crazy insane and cryptic
A prophet of the apocalyptic

We are the Holy Ones, We are the only ones
Who dare to walk this world like we are Gods

Fighting for our dreams, Fight for what you believe
Stand up and join the ranks we are the final cause

I've been poisoned over and over again
By drugs, by words, by fear of sin
Times I think I dream in vain
To get beat down and poisoned once again

Crazy insane and cryptic
A prophet of the apocalyptic

We are the Holy Ones, We are the only ones
Who dare to walk this world like we are Gods

Fighting for our dreams, Fight for what you believe
Stand up and join the ranks we are the final cause

I'm not the only one who's been dragged down to hell
But I bit and I scratched and I clawed my way out
With seething despise I didn't sell out
And here I stand, soul in hand, it's not for sale

We are the Holy Ones, We are the only ones
Who dare to walk this world like we are Gods
Fighting for our dreams, Fight for what you believe
Stand up and join the ranks we are the final cause

© Billie Stevens Music