The night is always darker at the dawn,
Just hours before the sun makes its way up.
We may feel so unhappy and forlorn,
But we shall live and our hearts will not stop.
What can divide us when we stand so tall?
How can we fall apart if we are in our land?
We shall fight to the end - and if we fall,
Then our successors will go on and stand.
The world will tremble - its fate is foretold,
Our fury will destroy the order so esteemed:
Things cared for will collapse and fold -
The new world will be better than it seemed!