Witching Hour - Tommee Profitt, Brooke Griffith

Fire, fire

This city’s on fire, fire

This city’s on fire, fire, fire

Here in the witching hour

Come down from your tower

Don’t you know this city’s on fire

You have got to get out now

Can you hear the sound?

Can you hear the sound?

Of these armies marching on the ground

On the ground

This is the revolution

Power, power

Gotta keep your power, power

Gotta keep your power, power, power

Grab your guns and swords

Rise like warriors

We are gonna fight this battle

Take your post, pick up your armor

This is the revolution

Ohhh, oh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-ohh

Ohhh, oh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-ohh

Ohhh, oh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-ohh

Ohhh, oh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-ohh, ohhh