To MNU.

You think we're done, now that there's an empty sky,
But above the clouds, our angel flies.
And you think we are finished, but among us, we know
That he’ll stretch out a hand to those below.
For so long we’ve waited to see our land…
Like a dream that you try to hold in your hand.
When he comes back, this nightmare will end,
We can only hope that it doesn’t happen again.

You think we're done, our knees on the floor,
A boot in our face, But this is not '84!
You can push us down, but we’ll come right back,
Your cruelty—you’ll be caught in the act.
The world will know what you’re doing is wrong;
The world will know that we do belong,
And when the world chooses to think this way--
We will fight, we will triumph, we will seize the day.