I hold this close, a single memory
We had only strength, no choice
But we held on pulling with everything
As time goes by I learn to live with this inside
I pushed you out and it burns more than you'll ever know
I'm proud of the demon in me
Black hands and a reason to breath
The last chance to rip the flag from the seams
The last chance of an english dream
And I know there's cause in creation, you had the chance to make things right
Now watch from a distance as I rise
We are beaten but we are the ones you can lean on
When they let you down, again and again
With faith we built this fortress, our hearts are in the mortar
Without yours. Life is just a chance to grow a soul and you failed
There's no one else to blame, you had it all, we had nothing
Side by side, you better stand your ground
I'm proud of the demon in me
Black hands and a reason to breath
The last chance to rip the flag from the seams
The last chance of an english dream
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