These Gods
They try to bring us down

But they can’t

They get a round

Still, we’ll win the fight

They like to look down on us

We’ll stand our ground

We’ll find a way to be alright

All right

These Gods Ground Gods We resist

These Gods, Tough Gods, Raise our Fists

These Gods, young Gods, are the heirs

The aftermath, of past mistakes, now theirs

These Gods, Ground Gods, we resist.