Rebirth of the NCR

(ahhhh) Underneath the desert sun,

the clay is dry and cold

A shattered state of promise,

a banner bought and sold

We gather up the fragments of the home we used to know

They thought they buried us in ash Left our history in the

dust But we are forging new resolve

In the iron we still trust

Rebuilt piece by piece from the valley to the plain

We rise above the scrapwood,

we rise above the pain

To break the brotherhood of steel,

to turn their brass to rust

The bear will walk the dunes again,

we raise our flag in trust! (hoooah)

Their heavy armor walks the wastes,

iron clad and blind

They hoard the ancient power,

leaving only ruins behind

But flesh and bone and brotherhood

of our own design

Will pull their fortress to the dirt and redraw every line

Rebuilt piece by piece

from the valley to the plain

We rise above the scrapwood,

we rise above the pain To break the brotherhood of steel,

to turn their brass to rust

The bear will walk the dunes again,

we raise our flag in trust!

Gone but not

forgotten...

Rebuilt piece by piece...