Take away our freedom, Take away our rights.

  In the end its still war.

Who are you fighting for let Your Voice be heard above the noise taste the freedom now.   

Let out a rebel yell, let out a battle cry

Run to the fight, let your spirit fly,   

March to the beat of the drum, show me your pride.

           Wave your flag, Wave it high. Let it fly. Show me your colors.

Hear the bells, Hear the Horns. This means War.                                                            Who are you fighting for?



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