Home

Oh glorious lands
That we've shaped
With weary hands
Oh merciless seas
That we've sailed
On bended knees
Oh great walls of stone
That we have built
On shattered bones
Oh winter nights of black
That we've endured
On broken backs

We raise a glass and sing
Our voices echoing
Throughout these halls
We laugh and we dance
But we will never forget
What our history holds

Home...

Oh dreadful dark
That we've lit
With weary hearts
Oh ancient trees of old
That we have felled
On bloodied soles
Oh endless stormy skies
That we've survived
With tired eyes
Oh mighty mountains range
That we have scaled
With fire in our veins

We raise a glass and sing
Our voices echoing
Throughout these halls
We laugh and we dance
But we will never forget
What our history holds

Home...

We raise a glass and sing
Our voices echoing
Throughout these halls
We laugh and we dance
But we will never forget
What our history holds...

Home...

We raise a glass and sing
Our voices echoing
Throughout these halls
We laugh and we dance
But we will never forget
What our history holds