And through our hands, the world will just.
And through our hands, the world will just.
In unity, we find our strength,
To march the distance, go the length,
Against the storm, we make our stand,
A sea of hope, a fiery hand.
So let him try to tear us down,
The fight is ours, we’ll wear no crown—
In unity, we find our strength,
To march the distance, go the length,
Against the storm, we make our stand,
A sea of hope, a fiery hand.
So let him try to tear us down,
The fight is ours, we’ll wear no crown—
Against his hate, our hearts will heal,
With every voice that dares to speak,
The strength of many, bold, unique.
For though he reigns with ruthless might,
We burn with justice, fierce with light,
The chains he makes will never bind
Against his hate, our hearts will heal,
With every voice that dares to speak,
The strength of many, bold, unique.
For though he reigns with ruthless might,
We burn with justice, fierce with light,
The chains he makes will never bind
A leader's lies were born anew,
With iron hand and silver tongue,
He led the weak, the lost, the young.
His mask of strength, a cruel disguise,
A nation swallowed by his lies,
But from the dark, a whisper calls,
A cry of truth that shakes the walls.
A leader's lies were born anew,
With iron hand and silver tongue,
He led the weak, the lost, the young.
His mask of strength, a cruel disguise,
A nation swallowed by his lies,
But from the dark, a whisper calls,
A cry of truth that shakes the walls.