Retreat back to your caves, the war has come to an end!
No longer will it be our country you will have to lend.
No longer will your streets be filled with unfamilar faces.
As soon as they're gone, we'll wash away their traces.
No longer will fear be pierced into your soul
Your life and your childrens you will take back ahold
First thing tomorrow, their planes will be at flight
They'll land in their place of origin, and we'll have ours back
Only then will things seem somewhat in tact
For this war was not for us, it was not our decision
Follow the choices of the Government, they say
Or have a hell of a time in prison.
Abandon the notion of rebellion and become just another sheep in the herd
Or else flea this country like a disobedient bird
Set your clocks because tomorrow, we will all finally be free
Don't take my word for it, just wake and you'll see
No longer shall your beliefs have to be silenced
But beware, one thing will remain
and that's the violence.
