We're not interested in the possibility of defeat
Not within the silence of a deserted alley
Nor the clamor of a crowded street
Fear cannot be vanquished
We cannot be destroyed
Fear will rise up again and control the masses
Take back the power and crush the insurgent horde

As war fades into the distant memory of enlightened pigs and open wounds
The rebels will begin to perish
One by one they should
Feel the fear of dying young
Do not ignore the chance to scream
Lie awake at night in terror
Admitting fear will return to glory
And the story of rebels who set out to conquer will finish