Where I stand, in the burning blaze,
among the corpses of the fallen, their unblinking gaze.
I stand among the wreck, the ruin, the fall,
I stand here. Still proud, and tall.
For I stand not for myself, of some selfish want of fame,
but as the first and last defense of my people,
from the onslaught of the flame.

My people are weak, scattered, scared and few,
our defense is but of a handful of brave souls,
but it will have to do.
For together we fight, our line shall not be undone,
we will hold the line, for the fight has yet begun.

My brothers and sisters, I shall find them where I can.
I hold the line, so forward advance!
For every woman, child, and man.

This here, is where I stand.