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
