As the mad man now cedes power to his throne
His subjects all abandonedâ¦left on their own
To the great unknown, our road looks hard and long
But a kingdomâs heart is openâ¦
As our feet they lead us on and on toâ¦
Where we belong
These hearts made strong
Once weak, now one
Have the power to,
untwist the screw and go
Noâ¦Weâve got sickness in these bones,
But we wonât back down, if itâs down to you
Noâ¦Stripped the witless of his throne
And we wonât look back, if itâs back to you
From the aftermath of failure we find hope
The promise of the prophet, to carry on
Optimism now unshackled, and unchained
Gives breath back to the artist
Whose canvas stretches on and on toâ¦
Where we stand strong
Freedomâs new song
Once weak, now one
Disposed casually,
No more casualties of war