Verse one)
In the heart of the night, under shadows and fire, voices of anger, building a prye.
The rumble of voices, the clash of the brave, with courage unyielding, there spirits to save.
(Chorus)
Oh, blood on the snow, where the echoes ignite, in Boston's cold streets, the fall of the light. Fury and freedom collide in the fray, a massacre woven in shadows and grey.
(Verse 2)
Young men stood their Ground, hearts aching with pride, facing the soldiers, with nowhere To hide. The Crack of the gunshots, the shouts in the air, as history trembles beneath weight and despair.
(Chorus)
Oh, blood on the snow, where the echoes ignite, in Boston's cold streets, the fall of the light. Fury and freedom collide in the fray, a massacre woven in shadows and grey
(Bridge)
Five lives taken, their Cries peirce the night, a call to the people, for justice to fight. From the chaos and violence, a flame would emerge, a revolution sparked, the fervor would surge.
(Verse three)
Now the city remembers, the brave Who stood tall, in the name of their brothers, they answered the call. For the fight of their rights, they staked their claim,in the annals of history, they'd carve out a name.
(Chorus)
Oh, blood on the snow, where the echoes ignite, in Boston's cold streets, the fall of the light. Fury and freedom collide in the fray, a massacre woven in shadows and grey
(Outro)
So let the drums of freedom beat loud In the night, for the souls Who have fallen, we carry their fight. In the heart of old Boston, their legacy burns, for the price of our freedom, the world still learns.