stand in line, take an oath give your life for the gold they make raise your flag for the land that is willing to give you away take a bullet, build a coffin for your father to carry to your grave don’t you think it is fun to see your own children go to waste? but we can’t give up, we can’t stand down with these tears that we’ve shed we must hold our ground for you, for me, for eternity what the [bad word] is wrong, with this world we see these people are die dying by the hands of their own our brothers, our sisters, their children unborn did you see the light at the end of the tunnel was it worth dying for? when a child is begging you to stop how can you ignore? the bombs are dropping like raindrops of fire through the roofs of the innocent another medal on your chest as a proof for an act, that you will never forget but we can’t give up, we can’t stand down with these tears that we’ve shed we must hold our ground for you, for me, for eternity what the [bad word] is wrong, with this world we see these people are die dying by the hands of their own our brothers, our sisters, their children unborn