Now we gather courage; we must stand and fight.
No one else to save us, and all that's true and right.
So brace yourself in armor; and on the honor of truth;
We fight for each other; and we fight for our youth.
Maybe it's a nightmare, and soon you will awake.
The children will be sleeping, with a new dawn 'bout to break.
Perhaps the clouds will fade; The sun will shine.
This bitter drink will turn to wine.