we had the strength of numbers so we made the charge
a thousand guns pointed at their bullet proof walls
they called it an exercise in futility
but fighting without exercise seems as futile to me
so we carried on strong against all odds
in defiance of our masters in the face of their gods
over the waters and across the land
a battlecry carried the refusal of man
so we soldiered on brought the war a thousand strong
and we lay a thousand men to rest
but as the dust cleared it uncovered a thousand dead bodies of our own
a thousand more reasons to take it to them a thousand more reasons
we would never give in/we would fight til the end
