Locked up in chains, backs to the wall
tick like a time bomb till we hear the call
pushed from outside, thrown underground
frozen in time we wait for the sound.
Chorus:
oh, i feel something coming
looks like a riot in the dungeon.
Trapped behind bars, prisoners of death
all hope is ours, we can't give up yet
ready to fight to get what we need
die on your feet or live on your knees.
Chorus:
oh, i feel something coming
looks like a riot in the dungeon
you stand and die or start your running
'cause there's a riot in the dungeon.
It's got to give, it's gonna break
dying to live, our freedom's at stake
beating the odds with our hearts and blood
we won't give in till they've had enough.