Fists To The Sky

Put your fists to the sky

We're not ready to die

So put your fists to the sky

We will fight to survive

As they fall by the wayside

You are left with yourself

It's a plot from the inside

Far too precious to kill

Put your fists to the sky

We're not ready to die

So put your fists to the sky

We will fight to survive

Put your heart on the table

You are restless with pride

They are destined to nowhere

As you wave them goodbye

So put your fists to the sky

We're not ready to die

So put your fists to the sky

We will fight to survive

Put your fists to the sky

We're not ready to die

So put your fists to the sky

We will fight to survive