To Those Who Do Not Believe

To those who do not believe Here we stand, or I stand alone atop this wicked world alone i stood atop this strand my blood-dyed flag unfurled. Those of you who do not believe that heroes have the right to bleed I tell you to cast off the lies that deceive to the westward future i will lead I tell you this so listen close freedom we will sorely miss if you fail the ones you love the most Heroes come and then they go under stone and buried sea i stand here alone with martyrs ghosts just so you will believe death comes for us all some will run and some will stay only heroes will choose to stand so tall in the coming of the last ancient day