Take up arms
all you fallen oppressed.
As this insurrection rising over lines of defense.
It's time my brothers,
beat you shovels to swords.
It's time my friends,
sound the siren for war.
With our back's to the wall
we'll respond to the call.
Fall Goliath, fall fall Goliath.
With the head of the giant,
celebrate our defiance.
Fall Goliath, fall fall Goliath.
Can you smell it in the air my brethren?
It's the beautiful stench of reinvention.
Sharpen your axes, resurrect hatchets,
as we raise our chalices to fallen combatants.
It's time my brothers,
earn your stripes and your lashes.
It's time my friends,
light your hearts into action.
With our back's to the wall
we'll respond to the call.
Fall Goliath, fall fall Goliath.
With the head of the giant,
celebrate our defiance.
Fall Goliath, fall fall Goliath.
Unite,
hold the line and
strike,
raise your claymores high.
We fight for a reason to die.
Unite,
hold the line and
strike,
raise your claymores high.
We fight for a reason to die.
The ghost's of our fathers
beat the drums by our sides.
Trophies of the day:
scalps and hides.
We fight,
not for the head of a tyrant;
we fight,
because of love for one who's behind us.
With our back's to the wall
we'll respond to the call.
Fall Goliath, fall fall Goliath.
With the head of the giant,
celebrate our defiance.
Fall Goliath, fall fall Goliath.
With our back's to the wall
we'll respond to the call.
Fall Goliath, fall fall Goliath.
With the head of the giant,
celebrate our defiance.
Fall Goliath, fall fall Goliath.
Fall Goliath, fall!
Fall Goliath, fall!