let the rhythm control your feet
sway swiftly to the sound of the beat
get on all fours and howl to the moon
roll around to the musical tune
Raise your glass to the land of the free
and dance to the song of the killing spree

pull out your weapons and stand your ground
the cry of our voice a wonderful sound
charge head on with full force
don’t look back have no remorse
stampede to a clash under the sun
the battle has now begun

the fight is more then won
all that is left is dawn
blood has been spilled galore
the cry for revenge is no more 
we have done more than our purpose
regret hides under the surface 

the loss of ours was great
but survival was our fate
those who fought short and tall
we have proved worthy to all
our weariness must be replaced with jubilation
and we must carry on the celebration