Lyrics

(Slow, heavy drumbeat—gathering, rising, marching forward)

[Verse 1]
They came with chains, we burned them down,
They spoke with lies, we heard no sound.
They called for men to kneel and break,
We stood as one, no soul would shake.

(Drums intensify, deep war horns in the distance)

[Chorus] (Chanted, powerful, unyielding)
Stand, rise, hold the line!
The fire in our blood won’t die in time.
No king, no throne, no hand to bind,
The Last Free Men—we march!

[Verse 2]
They sent their drones into the sky,
We moved like ghosts—no trace, no sign.
They starved the weak, they choked the land,
We tilled the earth with calloused hands.

(Steady march, boots pounding in unison, the chant building power)

[Chorus] (Voices rise, defiant, unbreakable)
Stand, rise, hold the line!
The fire in our blood won’t die in time.
No king, no throne, no hand to bind,
The Last Free Men—we march!

[Bridge] (A voice, solemn, spoken over silence—echoing like prophecy)
"They said we would fall, we did not."
"They said we would kneel, we did not."
"They said we would be forgotten."
"And yet—here we stand."

(Drums and horns surge, the chant becomes a battlecry)

[Final Chorus] (Fury unleashed, the storm breaking, a voice echoing across the ages)
Stand, rise, hold the line!
The fire in our blood won’t die in time.
No king, no throne, no hand to bind,
The Last Free Men—we march!

(Final drumbeat—resounding, eternal, fading into the distance.)