No cage to hold these thoughts
No plan of not getting caught
As we fight for our lives
They turn away from our cries
It's the worst of our fears
Our hunting grounds have disappeared
Different stars in their skies
Different colors in a stranger's eyes
I will take a stand with my javelin
I will take a stand
No cage to hold them back
No plan of counterattack
Our numbers dwindle down
A kingdom loses it's crown
Different stars in their skies
Different colors in a stranger's eyes
They've brought us so much pain
There's no shame in making them feel the same
I will take a stand with my javelin
I will take a stand
