We cannot say what we are not,  

For oppressive unanimity kills those that exist, 

We burn the trail and the lot; 

Criminals hide in fog to avoid getting caught, 

We end up coming out of that mist, 

We cannot say what we are not; 

When people are fraught, 

We raise our fists, 

We burn the trail and the lot; 

Bears attack when they’re distraught, 

We must persist,  

We cannot say what we are not; 

Back down, we cannot, 

We will be in their midst, 

We burn the trail and the lot; 

We mustn’t give second thought, 

We must resist; 

We cannot say what we are not, 

We burn the trail and the lot.