There comes a time in a young man’s life when he has to make a choice,
To stay at home and be afraid or leave the nest and fight,
To shut himself away for good or live a life of pride,
With a courage that will never fray, through storms and swelling tide,
So from craggy shore to broken sky and to all that came before,
We raise a glass to those that choose to fight for something more!

With your fists held tight,
That they just might break,
Like the dawn that comes,
It’s not too late.

Just grit your teeth and stand your ground,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
Don't ever let them hold you down,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
From far and wide they'll hear us yell,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
‘We'll stand together and give ‘em hell’.
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)


It’s never quite enough you see to work until your old,
To live a life of sacrifice with nothing good to show,
For when it’s time to meet your end and look back on your life,
Did you stay within dotted lines or rise against and fight?
From the craggy shores to broken skies and to all that came before,
We raise a glass to those that choose to fight for something more!


Hold your fists up tight,
You know It’s not too late.

Just grit your teeth and stand your ground,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
Don't ever let them hold you down,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
From far and wide they'll hear us yell,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
‘We'll stand, together, and give, them, hell’.

Le ciel fait mal (o ouranos ponaei)
Beau temps sans fin (atéléiotos kalos kairos)
Ses rayons de feu (aftès i aktines tis fotias)
Jours sans abris (mères astegon)

Je nage dans la lave (kolympao sti lava)