We stumble up the hill with burning eyes it’s hard to breath there’s smut on flame red skies we raise our flag knowing the worst is yet to come no we’re not afraid to die just level your gun And so we draw our weapons on Admiration Hill and so we draw our weapons now cause it’s kill or be killed As the last damn four of a thousand we face the end we gird for the final battle as matters stand we fought all for one and we’ll fight on one for all we’re not afraid to die bad weeds grow tall And so we draw our weapons on Admiration Hill and so we draw our weapons now cause it’s kill or be killed