Letras
I won't kneel, I won’t fold.
I won't kneel, I won’t fold.
I'll stay free, proud, cold.
Even if the last sound I hear is that steel click-clack-clack.
You Stand tall
You Won't bow
You Breathe deep
You Bleed slow
You rise – No matter what
Your pulse spikes
You lock jaw
By holding your ground
You won’t crawl
You rise – No matter what
I’ll face them silent, standing bold
Even if the last sound I hear
is that steel click-clack-clack.
No matter what
No matter what
You Stand tall
You Won't bow
You Breathe deep
You Bleed slow
You rise – No matter what
Your pulse spikes
You lock jaw
By holding your ground
You won’t crawl
You rise – No matter what
I’ll face them silent, standing bold
Even if the last sound I hear
is that steel click-clack-clack.
No matter what
No matter what
No matter what
You rise, You rise