Текст песни Pro-Pain - The Fight Goes On

Anytime, any day, bring it on in anyway
Make a choice, keep it real
Got to voice how you feel
Eat pride, open wide
Talking shit is suicide
We exist to resist
Open mind, closed fist
Hate is a virtue, and I feeds our souls
To witness the suffering, makes us whole
There's madness in the air and it's scent is everywhere, with a fear that I can taste, one I won't let go to waste
We take on the world that we seek to seize with power to fulfill our dreams
The masses could care less who's right or wrong when the fight goes on
There's more of us than of you
What the fuck, you gonna do
We're more righteous, most proud, most vicious more loud
Fists fly, y'all die
Heads are held high
Stood tall, all brawled, cops called, we took the fall
Pain is a virtue, and it makes us strong
Together we fight the good fight, no matter how long
We'll riot in the street, and there will be no retreat
Marching to the sound of a million boots upon the ground
We take on the world that we seek to seize with power to fulfill our dreams
The masses could care less who's right or wrong, when the fight goes on