I won't be manipulated and charmed, to fit there globe greed,
I would rather die on my feet then live on my knees.
For the fulfillment, of our appointed tack,
And fight flame and death, to make our achivement last.
With hope as our armor,
They came, they took, yet we conquered.
Don't acknowledge the word surrender,
And protect our dying culture.
As a growing few opens there eyes,
We'll clam the future, it is ours.
A brighter age has begun,
We kneel before none.
The fear of pain and death,
Are boundary set for lesser men.
A brighter age has begun,
We kneel before none.
With hope as our armor,
They came, they took, yet we conquered.
Don't acknowledge the word surrender,
And protect our dying culture.
As a growing few opens there eyes,
We'll clam the future, it is ours.
A brighter age has begun,
We kneel before none.
The fear of pain and death,
Are boundary set for lesser men.
A brighter age has begun,
We kneel before none.