Lyrics:

I'm waking up, a beach of dust
I need to move, it's not a choice but a must [bad word] through the Birchwood trees.

And suddenly, how can it be, a force appears right before my eyes,
He swings his sword, the end is nigh
Whoa

I'm waking up, I feel it in my veins
Going back for my remains
 [bad word] to the new stage, to the new stage
 [bad word] to the new stage, to the new stage
Whoa, whoa, I'm redstone active, redstone active
Whoa, whoa, I'm redstone active, redstone active

I raise my pick, put on my clothes
It's a revolution, I suppose
I''ll paint them red, the fight is on
Whoa

Here [bad word]  back from gone, but once again thrown back to spawn
That is it, I've had enough
Whoa

I'm waking up, I feel it in my veins
Going back for my remains
 [bad word] to the new stage, to the new stage
 [bad word] to the new stage, to the new stage
Whoa, whoa, I'm redstone active, redstone active
Whoa, whoa, I'm redstone active, redstone active

All systems up, the hope hasn't gone
Deep in my heart, revenge dwells inside

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
 [bad word] to the new stage, to the new stage
 [bad word] to the new stage, to the new stage
Whoa, whoa, it's redstone active, redstone active
Whoa, whoa, it's redstone active, redstone active
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