Listen up everyone, it's time to hear our fate. They've got us on the end of our ropes, they've drove us to the end of our own road.
It does not lead anywhere, this road, it can't lead anywhere.
It does not lead anywhere, this road, it can't lead anywhere.
A pack of them are coming this way, who are they?
A pack of them are on the move.
Like the indians, we're strong in our own way, unlike the rest, we have unity, respect and strong minds.
Hold down there walls and set in their way, we'll take on each and every day, we'll stand tall, above them all, we're rising up and we won't fall.
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