Warriors

The sun is setting and the day is late As we walk over this wasteland of hate There's people getting angry in these darkest hours There's blood on the streets and the streets are ours Warriors, never forget the Warriors Our mates are diamond and we shine like steel You can't beat us down the wounds will never heal You can't take us for a ride You can't rob a warrior of his pride It's your hate on which we feed We are the new class we are the new breed Send our regards to a nation on fire And with love a bouquet of barbed wire --- Warriors - Blitz