Providence in storm coat is coming
Battle in his name, time is running
Out from those in power, I believe
Strong words of war and destruction
Underground army in construction
Recruit the misfits, like you and me
He is the Ghostmaker
He makes us proud, he makes us strong
He is the Ghostmaker
We lay down our bodies and our souls
Forget the things you've done
They lose all meaning when you follow the one
He brings atonement, I believe
Gather round the weak unite them strong
Guerrilla ghosts, now we belong
We can break the system down to its knees
He is the Ghostmaker
He makes us proud, he makes us strong
He is the Ghostmaker
We lay down our bodies and our souls
Victory needs no explanation
And defeat shall allow none
We lay down our bodies and our souls
We are liberty's first line of defence
And the best defence
It is to attack