We're not [bad word] live stock
Kept for the milk of our labor
Our ancestors were free
And so too shall we be

Make us
Brave!
And carry forth
Make us greater than ourselves
Make us one!

Their Blood
Still Flows
Cheers to the victorious dead
No masters! [bad word] 
Us!
Cheers to the victorious dead
 
treated like a servile wretch
But my heart is bewitched by the wild
We who cannot be governed
We who will die! die to be free!

Make us
Brave!
And carry forth
Make us greater than ourselves
Make us one!

Drink up
Their spirits
Make us one
Their blood, still with us
There's a battle to be...won!

To memory
Cheers to the dead!
To victory
Cheers to those who still yet live!