The Fight

Steel in my mouth,

blood in the rain

I hear the ground call out my name

Boot to the dirt,

I lean into the fire

Sirens behind me, but they only feed desire

They built these walls with fear and borrowed law

I break my knuckles on the teeth I never saw

My brothers fall and still the line holds fast We carry tomorrow

through the shrapnel of the past I am not done I am

not gone Right in the middle I still move on

In the middle of the fight for freedom I raise my chest

to the falling sky In the middle of the fight for freedom

If I go down,

I go unbroken In the middle of the fight for freedom

Hear my name in the battle cry Smoke on the wind,

but my eyes stay clear

Every chain they swing only brings me near

No throne, no crown,

no mercy to defend

Just open hands for the world we have to mend I taste

the iron and the truth at once Freedom is costly and I

pay in months Push me under,

I come back hard

Mark my skin, but not my heart Take this fear and make

it fuel We were never made to kneel

In the middle of the fight for freedom I raise my chest

to the falling sky In the

middle of

the fight for freedom If I go down,

I go unbroken In the

middle of the fight for freedom Hear my name in the battle

cry Still I stand Still I stand