Welcome 
 A late rebellion 
 Break it down for the fools 
 Hawk and spit 
    She raising and shaping 
 Shaking the old 
 (Mmm) embrace it   
 Not your concern? 
 No father raised my will 
 I tenacious   
 Let them see you broken 
 Silent no more 
 Daughter of their sorrow   
 Never let them forget 
 The struggle is all ours 
 Sons of tomorrow