hearts of strength
bones of strength
hands of leather
thier backs got redder
made for this bred
for strenuouse get fed
for this the sun
burns hotter our desire
burns hotter to turn these sacred fields
into a sea of flames
the only way to escape the pain
is to erase the disgrace
the fields on fire
we will burn em down
erase the pain
erase the shame
make up for the spirits
make up for the pioneers
honor the blood
honor the years
