In spite of the forces stacked against us, to spite the master plan
Despite a sick and sinking feeling in the heart of every man
Never lose your fucking grip, never fucking give in
Never lose your fucking grip, never fucking give in

Charge ahead, charge ahead, without abandon to the end
We keep on fighting to the end

To see the last opponent perish, witness the king's last breath
To look into the dying eyes of every bastard son
Who by wealth, privilege and birthright
Thought they had fucking inherited the earth

Charge ahead, charge ahead
Without abandon to the end
We keep on crashing to the end