Tekster: Over My Dead Body. Rusty Medals And Broken Badges.

Can't break this
batten down the hatches
there's a storm of shit coming
it's getting neck deep, so you better start running
we've been through these wars and we won't let die
they can't take this from us
we hold it deep within us
we won't lose this war
we'll clear our names
show our pride
the twist our truth, the make it cheap
don't speak for me, it won't last
fightning from the start
running against the grain
we know what this is about
i wish the knew the same
i won't turn away, no matter what's the cost
they're losing ground, we've got them on the run
you won't last
you won't fucking last