Lyrics

[VERSE 1]
They push, we don’t fall back,
They swing, we don’t react.
Stand firm, plant both feet,
We ain't got no white flag.

I see ‘em shake, I see ‘em sweat,
They throw fire, we don’t sweat.
They break swords on iron chests,
We still breathin’—we ain’t left.

They built the walls, we never caged,
They wrote the laws, we ripped the page.
They try to move us, shift the stage,
But this foundation never sways.


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[CHORUS] (Slow, weighty—like the sound of shields locking together.)
If we cannot press, we hold the line,
Eyes like fire, hearts like iron.
If they charge, then let ‘em try,
But we don’t break. We don’t die.

If we cannot press, we hold the line,
Stand like stone, we bide our time.
Let the storm crash, let ‘em cry,
But we don’t fold. We don’t hide.


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[VERSE 2]
They got numbers, we got will,
They got weapons, we got steel.
They scream orders, we stay still,
We don’t bow—we fulfill.

Let ‘em think we out of breath,
Let ‘em think they bring us death,
Let ‘em think they won this step,
But they don’t see—we don’t rest.

‘Cause we don’t fight for hollow crowns,
We don’t kneel, we don’t bow.
If they burn the field around,
We hold the line and stand our ground.


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[CHORUS] (Louder now, like warriors chanting before the charge.)
If we cannot press, we hold the line,
Eyes like fire, hearts like iron.
If they charge, then let ‘em try,
But we don’t break. We don’t die.

If we cannot press, we hold the line,
Stand like stone, we bide our time.
Let the storm crash, let ‘em cry,
But we don’t fold. We don’t hide.


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[BRIDGE] (Beat drops, voices raw—deep, like the growl of a storm.)
You think we run? We never left.
You think we done? We never rest.
You think we scared? You got it wrong.
We stand so firm—we become stone.

No retreat, no surrender.
Every hit—just makes us better.
They can scream, they can burn,
But we hold till the tables turn.


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[OUTRO] (Beat slows, but the fire still burns—like a torch in the dark.)
Let ‘em push, let ‘em scream,
Let ‘em think they stop this dream.
We don’t move, we don’t slide,
We don’t run. We hold the line.

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