Captured With Pride

Feet are running across The hard, brutal forest floor The chained ones try not to fall Risking someone hearing their call A flare goes off in the distance Weapons are loaded The signal is resistance The crunching leaves Sound as loud as glass breaking The men will not go on their knees They're not going to be taken They will not beg and please Shots are fired The chains are wired Everybody's tired But we will not give up this flag Standing strong We know right from wrong This flag is ours!