Don't be afraid to lose
What's left for them to steal?
Won't get a chance to choose
What's happening is real

Sky's falling, city's burning
Souls scream in the night
Fate calls it's final warning
We've got to make this right

We've got to make a stand
So raise your fist and shout
I believe

Save your pride
Hasten their departure
Or say goodbye
To your freedoms future

Show them that they no longer can
Hide behind their lies
Take aim and blast that cannonball
Right between that bastard's eyes

We've got to make a stand
So raise your fist and shout
I believe

No more rich republic
I believe
No more casual conflict
I believe

No more battling brothers
I believe
No more mourning mothers
I believe