Through the fields of the impossible,
Up the hills of the intolerable,
Wipe the tears of a confused face,
Douse the fires of this place,
Rise up and handpick your destiny,
Keep going strong; never accept defeat,
Run your way up and you will open up doors,
Clench your fist; the future is yours,
We will brace ourselves for our greatest victory,
And I will burn through it all; there is no stopping me,
Be the leader; trooper for all man,
Become great; defeat the odds; take your last stand,
Don’t cry yourself to a vulnerable weakness,
And refrain from defeat because victory is shameless,
Open your eyes; don’t submit,
Are you afraid; not a bit,
Step up; right in demand,
Get up my friend; Take a last stand,
We will grant ourselves our greatest victory,
Greatness in our veins; Triumph we bleed,
We will climb the mountains and do what we can,
Raise your hand to your heart; take your last stand,
We will march down the fields with fear tucked away,
We will do many things among ruling this day,
Through this time of endless possibilities and events,
We shall rise above the fallen and live the moment,
We will plant our presence in history,
As triumph and peace accompanies our victory,
And open to everyone will be our past plan,
Of how we took to the skies and took our last stand.